Abnormality In Type-Moon: Madness Of Animeverse

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"Those eyes of yours..."

Rin Tohsaka swallowed hard, her voice betraying her astonishment.

"I had no idea you had such... overpowering Mystic Eyes."

To obliterate the corrupted Caster's Noble Phantasm with a single glance—what kind of nonsense was that?!

Sure, Mystic Eyes were powerful. After all, most magical procedures were intricate, requiring plenty of preparation. But Mystic Eyes? They could complete an entire spell with just a single look.

And Mystic Eyes were hard to defend against since you couldn't tell someone had them until it was too late. You couldn't see it from their appearance, and meeting their gaze could spell disaster.

That being said, most Mystic Eyes were relatively mediocre.

The lowest-tier artificial Mystic Eyes typically only offered basic abilities like charm or hypnosis, which were considered entry-level techniques among magicians. Real power came from innate Mystic Eyes, like the petrifying gaze of Medusa from myth. These could bind, compel, contract, ignite, cast illusions, or even bring bad luck—abilities beyond the scope of human engineering.

In terms of classification, Mystic Eyes ranged from common green and red hues to the coveted golden-tier, known as "Jeweled" eyes.

Then there was the pinnacle, eyes glowing with gem-like brilliance or rainbow hues, belonging to the legendary "Rainbow" class.

From what Rin had just witnessed, Roy's Mystic Eyes were undoubtedly in the Jeweled class, a rare phenomenon. Such eyes were almost extinct in modern times, so rare that even an elite mage might not encounter them in a lifetime.

But...

How could Roy possess such high-level Mystic Eyes?

This level of Mystic Eye power was never artificially created—it was an innate, divine ability! But Roy wasn't an ordinary human...

Could his Mystic Eyes have been artificially made?

What kind of existence could create Mystic Eyes of such caliber?

"They're called Spiral Mystic Eyes," Roy said, nodding as the glow in his eyes faded.

"All I need is one look at my target to deal with them. Impressive, right?"

"Eh? Ah, yeah..."

Rin murmured absently, her head lowered in dismay, fear slowly creeping in.

She was stuck in a spiral of terror, thinking, Could someone out there actually mass-produce Jeweled-class Mystic Eyes?

She couldn't shake the thought.

"Stop lying."

Archer frowned, unable to hold back.

"If they were really Spiral Mystic Eyes, that blast should've twisted and shattered the corrupted Caster completely. Why did Saber even need to finish the job? And I didn't see any signs of the spellbook distorting; it looked more like a spell backfiring or losing control..."

"Heh."

Roy simply chuckled and chose to stay silent.

"Master!"

At that moment, Okita Souji, having just finished the kill, hurried back down from the hill.

"I found a group of civilians up there—about ten people. Could they be refugees?"

"Refugees?"

Rin finally snapped out of her daze.

"Lead us to them!"

Okita glanced at Roy for confirmation, and when he nodded, she guided the group up the hill.

The hilltop was now devoid of sea monsters. The only evidence left of their presence was a sticky, foul-smelling slime coating the ground.

These sea monsters had been conjured by a summoning spell—much like how Servants were summoned by the Greater Grail. Once the spellbook, Prelati's Spellbook, had been destroyed, the sea monsters could no longer maintain their form, just as Servants would vanish if the Grail were destroyed.

As they ascended, a splash of red caught their attention.

Rin's face darkened, and she rushed forward.

After a quick inspection, her expression grew grim.

Roy stepped up beside her to see tattered cloth...

...and a field of severed limbs and dismembered bodies.

Crouching down, Roy examined the wounds carefully. They were jagged, torn—not clean cuts, but the result of wild beasts ripping their prey apart.

Given the sea monsters that had infested the area earlier, the cause wasn't hard to guess.

"There are still survivors inside."

Archer returned from further up the hill.

Rin took a deep breath, steeling herself.

They proceeded together to a cave hidden in the hillside.

Inside, a small group of survivors remained. There were about ten of them, both men and women, all trembling in fear, their eyes wide as they looked at the newcomers.

"You're safe now. We've taken care of the monsters... or rather, he took care of them single-handedly."

Rin spoke softly, her tone as comforting as possible.

"Are... Are they really gone?"

"All the monsters are gone?"

"Thank goodness! Ahhh!"

As Rin's reassurance settled in, the refugees responded in various ways. Some burst into laughter, others wept openly, and still others cursed at the sea monsters and the corrupted Caster who had tormented them.

They had likely witnessed the monsters devour their fellow survivors. The terror had been building inside them until it nearly broke them.

"It's all over... We're finally safe..."

Among the group were two girls clinging tightly to each other.

One, with short pink hair, was doing her best to shield the other. She wore a white blouse that accentuated her figure—surprisingly well for someone so young—and paired it with a pleated school uniform skirt.

Despite the bitter February chill, her thin clothes provided little warmth. Her skin was red from the cold, yet she continued to hug the other girl closely, as if her warmth could ward off both the cold and fear.

The girl in her arms was around the same age, likely sixteen or seventeen, with long, dark brown hair that obscured part of her face. She wore a green knitted sweater over a pair of shiny black stockings. Despite her own fear, the pink-haired girl was doing everything she could to comfort her.

The two girls were clearly twins, with matching features.

They huddled together like small animals trying to survive the winter cold.

As Roy looked at them, a familiar image popped into his mind from an anime he had seen before.

"Those two… Could they be..."

Rin busied herself for quite some time, organizing the scene.

It wasn't until midnight that a group of guards finally arrived, many of them yawning as they reached the hill.

"They're all yours. Make sure they get back to the city safely. They've been through a lot, so be gentle with them."

"Yes, ma'am!"

The soldiers straightened up, faces flushed, clearly eager to impress. Rin had quite a few admirers among them.

Along with the guards, three magicians arrived.

One stood out in particular: blonde, dark-skinned, with an unmistakably Middle Eastern appearance. He yawned frequently, his expression one of pure irritation.

As a wealthy man from the Middle East, being forced to work late at night left Atram in a foul mood.

But when he noticed the twin girls among the refugees, both of them strikingly beautiful, his mood visibly brightened.

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