Finis Chaldea

Artoria Pendragon had always been excitable when battle was a topic, but there seem to be something even greater still in her response. Gawain stood outside her bedroom door, blinking repeatedly. "As you wish," he said, electing to await her eventual emergence. Little did he know, she would not pass that threshold looking fit for combat. She stepped out as a woman ready to hit the town, so to speak, even with Excalibur in hand. "... Uncle?" he muttered accidentally. Gawain couldn't even bring himself to follow immediately behind; he was stunned. The woman who'd been his uncle when they met had never looked so stunning. Why, though? He'd find out not long after meeting the other knights outside. . .

"Fu. Haha. Hahahahaha‼" Beyond rushing water, electrocution, the screams of those judged and burned, and even beyond the explosive cannon fire, there was one sound. The King of Heroes' laughter stretched far, overtaking the battlefield as he stood in early triumph. Try though she might, there was no victory for Ishtar this day. "It matters not if you exert yourself, Ishtar! This is not a battle, nor was it ever going to be. This is what you call domination! Fuhahahaha!" Fully within his own element high above those who opposed him, Gilgamesh expressed nothing but brass even as the Nemean Lion ascended to his location. The moment that common beast opened its mouth to breathe flames upon the king, its life was all but forfeit. Massive as it was, Gilgamesh thought its mouth was best filled... with a nuclear warhead directly from Vimana itself. Aboard the golden ark, Gilgamesh would remain protected from the ensuing explosion.

Knights were en route to the battle they could all see quite clearly even from Camelot itself, but it was not knights alone who moved. They ran alongside the protections of the Lake Fairy, which one such as Lancelot recognized immediately. "Oh? It's going to be a grand show at this rate," the Knight of the Lake spoke as twin blades channeled the lake's own light throughout themselves. Enemy soldiers were mowed down with ease, with Sir Bedivere running along behind to pick off any who survived Lancelot's initial strikes.

After emerging from her room, Artoria was confronted by the obvious surprise of Gawain. How was such a surprise noted? The utterance Uncle with a look of awe. Artoria gave it only a slight chuckle and offered the man an encouraging smirk. "Come now, Gawain... we can not have you being too surprised~" she mentioned. She was quite ready to 'hit the town' as it were, but only because she was excited to see the King of Heroes. As Artoria made her way out the other knights were already moving about and she heard a noise that made her heart skip a beat. Laughter. That obnoxious laughter of the King of Heroes, which she'd grown so fond of, made an instant smile come to her face. In a moment like this even as a battle started the Queen of Knights had all the confidence in the world and managed to look happy as she approached. A Demonic Boar was headed straight for Camelot but it would be met by the casual steps of the Queen of Camelot. Who paused only long enough to raise that shining sword into the sky. "Hear me now, Knights of the Round Table. Our allies came to free us of the fog. It is our duty and honor to show them, why Albion has no enemies! Show them why trapping us here is their folly alone to bear! EX!-" that battle cry that was to come, brought light from the heavens and all around. Victory crystalized showed itself and in a moment like this her soul shined bright. "CALIBUR!!" The demon boar was slayed and cleansed in the light of the shining Queen of Knights. Dressed for a date, she truly would only show off. After all... there was someone she had to see.

"My Queen, great speech and looking lovely as ever!~" chimed the Lady Kay as ice bridge formed before them between the islands. Regardless of anything else, the sound of those little heels clicking as Artoria's visibility became known. What of Ishtar in a moment like this? Her Nemean Lion was felled and the Demon Boar like Cath Palug before it fell to the lower world free of her influence. She was getting mad now. How dare they show such resistance?! And why did the King of Heroes even bother. That bright light shining upon the world hurt her eyes and the well proportioned little queen now approaching the battlefield dressed like she had a hot date was annoying. "And what does she think she is doing?! How dare she kill another of my pets and approach the one who should be mine!?" Ishtar was furious but as always assumed that Gilgamesh would eventually be hers. In fact if he'd turned up here by himself she would have assumed he came to take her. After all, he obviously didn't come here just to rescue the flat-chested boy-queen of Camelot. All the while, the Lady Galahad with shield at her fore stood at the ready. She did not like the amount of charge time on the laser on that woman's 'boat' was too high for her to care. Artoria took in the scene of this battle in the moment and smiled. her head turned up to see, the King of Heroes atop his ship with a recently felled beast in his wake.

"My Sun and Stars, the Queen of the Hour has arrived!" exclaimed Nefertari, seeming to enjoy the dress and look the Queen had chosen for this particular battle. The Queen of Knights noted the Pyramid as well. The Knights of the Round Table that answered Artoria's words had taken off, but the Lady Kay stayed at her back as always to continue work. Meanwhile Agravain was moving about the battlefield almost hidden and crimson eyes which were being used along with her own chains to kill rapidly any who would encroach upon the Queen's walk. "I really am jealous of how well she cleans up... it makes me want to rethink my look," Vivian said almost huffily. Being a big sister was a problematic existence. Still in a moment like this she could be nothing but happy for her younger sister and the Knights they were freeing from the cursed fog. There was one among this crowd Artoria did not expect. The ship of Francis Drake was among those blasting away at the armies and the thing that had counted as fireworks. How strange. The King of Heroes had gathered many for her sake... she was touched.

The smoke from a nuclear explosion cleared, and Gilgamesh's gaze fell upon the land below. As if she were a character from some form of fairy tale, Artoria Pendragon treaded a bridge of ice to reach the island. Oh? She truly did emerge from her bedchamber in her finest state of dress yet. "Magnificent," the king thought aloud. Sparks and spells flew in front, behind and all around, but he did not care for those sights. He had eyes only for one thing, which happened to be gloriously walking in his direction. "The Queen of Knights, tardy to her own christening! Worry not. I shall forgive it this once, and lo, I am even magnanimous enough to bring the celebration to you! Fuhahaha!" Gilgamesh laughed and laughed, until such a time as his annoyance was triggered. What was the cause? Ishtar, as always. "Be silent, Whore of Babylon. The fools shall not speak while the king addresses his queen," he said in a strangely passive manner. It seemed he had no immediate intention of dealing with Ishtar, now that there were more important things requiring his attention. Vimana lowered over time as Gilgamesh continued to speak. "I see the lapis has gone to excellent use. It's almost a shame these garments will be ripped to shreds in time."

Meanwhile, Ozymandias laughed within the pyramid of his own creation. With all the hullabaloo going on, the Golden King had time for this? Frankly, he respected the decision, and would have made the same if it were Nefertari he'd come to meet. "H'oh? I remember when you made that one. We should be prepared to be without this party's hosts soon, I think. Not that I mind," he said jokingly. The pyramid continued to fire its shots at enemies here and there, picking off what wasn't felled by Jeanne and her dragon, or even that strange pirate woman's fleet. Apart from that, Ozymandias was relaxing quite easily. In fact, he was in a calm enough state to joke around in the presence of Vivian. "Your face is the same! It would hardly be any different if you wore a similar piece," he countered after Vivian's initial observation.

The King of Heroes had words to share with Artoria Pendragon and she was keen to hear them. Yes, there was a battle going on, but it wasn't like everything required their direct attention. Besides, she'd been waiting thirty years to see him again when the time wasted was only supposed to be a day, she was allowed a bit of excitement. Of course the first words to spew from his mouth were absolutely embarrassing, but he claimed to have brought the celebration to her and she could only smile about it. obviously she could ignore that first bit. Why? Well the laugh probably did it, why did she like it? Emotional honesty probably. "I would not ask forgiveness for tardiness not my own fault..." she said her face practically beaming with a smile. "But this is more my style of celebration..." she admitted happily. Still there was now, a whining voice in the background. It sounded quite familiar too. Gilgamesh had silenced her and she to her credit she shut up. What would Gilgamesh say next? Something that had to process in the Queen of Knights mind, and when it did, she immediately went wide eyed and had her face reddened. "Can you not say such embarrassing things immediately after we meet?!" she said yes, Artoria Pendragon had returned to her normal self. Still she couldn't say she wasn't happy to see the King of Heroes. "Admittedly that is the easiest way to know you are yourself. I do not dislike your new attire either..." The Lady Kay stifled a giggle. 'That barely counts as flirting you know...' she mused, as she took the time to turn back around. Galahad only shook her head at the ice bridge, the princess fantasies of the Lady Kay concerning Artoria Pendragon always played out interestingly. The Queen of Knights finally became a girl and it was rather funny. All the while, Ishtar couldn't take being ignored this long and for what? A flat-chested boy-queen in a blue dress. "UGH! DO NOT IGNORE ME JUST TO TALK TO SOME FLAT-CHESTED BITCH!" That tone so shrill and annoying finally made Artoria turn her gaze if only just a little. That particular insult was one she'd heard before... ah she remembered now. That avatar as well... was one she knew. How would recognition play out? "Who actually made the cam-girl a goddess? Why was that a good idea?! No wonder the whole world is in ruins that is something people thought worthy of worship!?" the Queen was outraged almost immediately. Jeanne from where she was could only nod her head... it was quite true, the one who Ishtar had originally been made perfect sense of the terror this woman had been causing everyone.

The other Knights also looked up. Of those who had played that video game and ended up here, quite a few also recognized the goddess Ishtar as the cam-girl known as Mai Valentine. Well a lot of things about the imbalance of the world suddenly made plenty of sense. Nefertari found it funny as well, "Yes I do remember you saying such a thing when it was first made. I did always think it very cute and very fitted to her own style..." she said with a knowing smirk. At the same time, Vivian found herself only able to shake her head. "I mean yes our faces are all essentially the same but, she has a different sort of flair. My youngest sister as well... I think we all look fairly different, and I definitely couldn't pull off anything that innocently attractive~" she said of her younger sister's current stylings. "That really is a great look by the way~" she said to Nefertari in passing. You could always tell when passionate people did things. Every piece they made seemed to sing. Ah, and while there were barely any people living on the ground level Ishtar was an ever present threat herself, but she never acted in a normal way so it wasn't really a problem. Or rather her laser wasn't done charging yet, so she'd have to continue putting up with all of this sass. But she wouldn't forever, she'd beem that little Knight Queen clean off the planet if she had to, Gilgamesh would not ignore her.

"Hmph. You are allowed the hubris of not seeking forgiveness, as I will grant it to you freely regardless," Gilgamesh countered. She did have a point; this form of celebration was much more her style. In truth, it was more to his speed as well. There was always something satisfying about the glory of a battle ending in victory, and this would certainly be no loss for their side. What of the embarrassing things he said, though? To that, he had only another laugh to offer. "Don't be so foolish. Thirty years in the making, why should my first sight be anything other than your fluster?" he questioned without so much as a second thought. His own change of outfit was noted, was it? Good; it would be a waste otherwise. The king spread his arms as if to grant a better view of his form and ensemble. Of course, the smugness on his face was going nowhere soon. "H'oh? For you to claim you do not dislike something, I suppose I shall take it as utmost adoration. Very well. You shall have the privilege of ripping it to shreds, if you can manage the gall to do so."

Much to Gilgamesh's chagrin, Ishtar would not remain silent for very long. She always reared her cursed head again eventually. This time, he couldn't even have a full conversation with his queen before she crammed that bristled voice into his ear. Worse yet, she had some choice words to offer regarding the Queen of Knights. He'd tack that away for later, as Artoria herself had some strange things to say regarding the goddess. What the hell was a cam-girl? "I know not what this cam-girl thing is. Shall I assume it is something like a green-dyed warthog with the laugh of a hyena?" he asked almost seriously, yet with that same cheeky grin on his face.

Ozymandias was finally leaving the throne of his pyramid, stepping down to view the ongoing battle more directly through the command room's display. In doing so, he continued watching Nefertari through the corner of his eye, until the moment he stood before the display. "You remember the rest then? I haven't seen you make something of your own for a while now, what with all those other works in progress." That comment was all he thought to offer for the time being, though the Lake Fairy had chosen to comment on some alleged difference between herself and her siblings. Did they look so different? He didn't think so, but oh well. "You could have fooled me. I thought you were all the same person, but if innocence is not suited to you, it is your prerogative to avoid the look. There is something for everyone, I suppose."

Artoria was allowed not to seek forgiveness, Gilgamesh would grant it to her regardless. "Hmphf, if you are going to say that I will do as I please..." Artoria said with a careful smirk on her face. Of course, both of them were the types to enjoy a bit of battle. Beyond this point it seemed Gilgamesh thought himself capable of doing what he wished. And his apparent wish in such a moment after thirty years of waiting was to see the flustered face of Artoria Pendragon, "You would want something like that... I suppose I have no choice but to allow it," Artoria's words hit the ears of nearby knights and some even realized the gravity with which she spoke such words. Smug visage of the King of Heroes was about par for the course as he spread his arms so she could see his new attire in full. And what was this, he even claimed to understand the nature of her compliment as subtly as it was spoken. She had a look, it would have been rude not to... until of course, the last part of his sentence was spoken and her eyes widened once more. "I asked nothing like that! You are shameless, King of Heroes!" Artoria was almost feverish as she turned her head away for the first time in a bit. Good thing that annoying woman decided to speak, it would make it rather easy for the Queen of Knights to go back to her original way of thinking.

Ah but Ishtar wasn't here to watch a happy couples reunion but what was this? The flat-chested one knew who she was, and somehow seemed to be especially hateful of her. All the girls were always jealous of her good looks and her followings. Gilgamesh was finally speaking again and this time it was about her! Shrill laughter was to follow such acknowledgement, but the words of the King of Heroes didn't properly register in the mind of the woman. They never would. Artoria however, after just having gotten herself back together, seemed to crack instantly. Normally her brain needed to process the old metaphors of the King of Heroes, but not this time, there was instant and completely genuine laughter, "BWAHA-Hahahaha-HAHAHAHA!~" in a moment Artoria was covering her mouth with light sparkling in her eyes. It was too funny, why would he say something like that?! Ishtar was confused, obviously he was comparing her to animals because she controlled them so artfully, everything he said to her was a compliment! Meanwhile this boy-queen was laughing seeming to find humor that wasn't intended. "Woooh, I should not have done that. It was too much..." she said seeming to be genuinely amused. "I feel as though I need to consult a manual, did I just break chivalry by laughing at something said by someone who would purposefully cause offense? I do not think I considered that before..." she said carefully. As for what a cam-girl was, she had her own rather colorful way of describing it that the King of Heroes should understand... "You not knowing what a cam-girl is makes it obvious you have spent too much time on your own forgetting..." she said giving a small smile. "A cam-girl would be like a sacred prostitute without blessings or life skills. She uses only her beauty and the donations of the temple to live an overly lavish life. She does not perform duties but spends her time scheming on those too naïve, young, or unsatisfied to know she has been excommunicated. She would also spend her spare time bashing those actually performing their duties while braying about how great she is while doing nothing to prove it," she explained honestly. Because what was a cam-girl but a virtual prostitute with no personality to show for all the 'sex' she was selling but not really. Actually, she'd basically described the goddess Ishtar from stories she did not know, without knowing it. "Keep talking, when my laser is done charging I will wipe you and your silly country off the map and then what will you have nothing!! I glorious Ishtar will have everything and the King of Heroes and you will die a pitiful death!" there was shrill laughter from this woman and Artoria looked up at her as if confused. "Did she really just tell us her entire plan? I was not prepared for this... I do not have words."

Meanwhile Nefertari found herself chuckling. Oh yes, she remembered what had happened the last time she'd made such an outfit, it had been quite a while since she'd made something for herself. "I suppose it has been a while. I am almost done with the King of Heroes special order though... I am sure I can work in a few new things for me~" she said with a cheeky smirk. As for Vivian she continued to sit, young love was always so interesting, but the innocence of her own form was almost a mirage. "I am sure you will eventually see me as I actually am... and understand what I mean. When such a time comes, I would not mind, a favorable new look from the best creator of clothing this world has to offer~" she said which made Nefertari smile. "Of course, I am always here to help fit someone new~" she said with a healthy humor.

"H'oh?" Shameless, was he? The honesty was leaking through Artoria's mouth more clearly than ever. Perhaps she would one day realize there was no point to the diversions and such─ especially if she was going to have clear intentions dancing alongside clauses that could have been a little firmer. As she turned from him, his arms moved until akimbo. He leaned forward before speaking again, content to do so at eye-level and quite close to the queen's ear. "Poor, abashed Queen of Knights. You seem to have forgotten the lie where you claim it is no desire of yours," he teased.

The king's gaze shifted, redirected as Artoria let slip her own composure. How pure, how... genuine. She'd only ever been so loud while using that Holy Sword; he must have hit the nail on the head with that guess. "Worry not for your precious Chivalry. Hilarious things should be laughed at!" he insisted, reconsidering his own description of the thing they discussed. When he looked at Ishtar, that was about what he saw now. "It is accurate, no? Green, a laugh even more atrocious than a hyena's, and could be considered a sow if not for the fact that she does nothing but bare tusks and charge," he joked, even going so far as to point out Ishtar's lack of offense despite taking such offense. Either way, he was soon to learn what sort of creature a cam-girl was. Artoria's description gave him a decent enough new perspective, which made him tap his fist against his palm in the moment of brilliance. "Ah! If that is what makes it, I retract my previous words! Ishtar!" His right hand returned to his side, while his left extended fully with its forefinger pointed toward the goddess. "You should have been more clear about your identity! I did not realize Uruk's most worshipped goddess all these years was a mere goblin shark! Fuhahahaha!" Ah, perfection. She simply sat there, waiting for the moment to come all her life. Did she really let spill her entire plan before enacting it? Well... "She makes a habit of doing so. Why do you think she's been allowed to draw breath for so long? She foils her own plans so easily, it is laughable!"

Meanwhile, Ozymandias had reason to be excited. It was exciting enough to think he could watch Nefertari work her magic again, but in this case, he'd have something even more enticing to watch when it was over. He'd be holding his commentary about that for later, though it went without saying that she'd have an idea what he would say regardless. As for eventually seeing Vivian as she actually was, that was a rather cryptic statement. All of these people had something not yet known by the others, though; it didn't make much of a difference. "I think we've seen enough that no real difference will be made," he commented. All three of those sisters had enough things in common that differentiating them was almost pointless beyond their base identities. Any of them could change themselves almost completely, while those traits remained intact.

Gilgamesh continued to tease Artoria, and the closeness of their relationship was observed by all. Even thirty years later none could deny the rather obvious interest on the part of the King of Heroes. Beyond that, it was not getting harder to deny an equal amount of interest on the side of Artoria, though her natural inclinations were more reserved. No one seemed to be appreciating the truth of that more than the Golden King who leaned in to her ear to share his observation. Artoria was abashed? Always, this man had no shame. She'd forgotten to say it wa sno desire of hers? Her reddened cheeks would not be losing color any time soon as those wandering eyes of hers drifted away from his person. "I do not tell lies. So, it matters little that such a thing was omitted," she followed up immediately. Still she was not the type to step back, she simply stood there with him leaning to close that she likely should have pushed back against him, but she did not want to.

As time continued to trickle forward, Ishtar was appalled. The Golden King encouraged laughter at her expense? Surely, she was mistaken? Yes, that much was obvious... he was simply chiding someone else for not properly appreciating his joke, and the fact that was at her expense had no bearing because she was glorious and everyone else was ordinary! Artoria tried to recover from her laughter so genuine but wouldn't be allowed to properly. A smile on the Queen of Knights' face which wasn't directly tied to her killing something was rare indeed. Still the Queen of Knights tried for a description the King of Heroes would understand in relation to the cam-girl situation, and apparently he understood. This would involve him directly speaking to Ishtar again. Artoria was at a loss, could someone honestly be so stupid as to be happy they were being insulted. 'I truly do not understand such behavior...' she thought to herself while trying to get her face under control. Aww, he was laughing and comparing her to what was obviously an even greater creature! How could she do anything but laugh as well, so she did. Meanwhile, Artoria's eyes shifted to the King of Heroes, she really actually liked that laugh, "I have no idea what a goblin shark is, but I assume given the laugh that is apt as a creature to describe one such as that..." she said. Still choosing not to address Ishtar directly. Meanwhile this thing called Ishtar was a disgusting piece of work, "HAHAHAHAHA!!! I, GLORIOUS ISHTAR WILL FELL THE FLAT-CHESTED BITCH AND THERE WILL BE NO CHOICE BUT TO ADORE ME!!" she proclaimed. Artoria had visible confusion playing across her face, she knew those things were not connected at all right? No one would praise her for felling the Queen of Knights except perhaps her own allies. And she was sure if Gilgamesh wished to adore her... well he'd had hundreds of years to do so. There was also the matter of her planned attack. According to Gilgamesh this particular goddess was often the type to reveal her whole plan which was why he'd let her live so long. "Well, I suppose that strategy is reasonable, if you know your enemies weakness..." she said appreciating the tactic for what it was. Ishtar was still waiting that beam of hers took forever but it would annihilate anything it reached when it was done. She also took no notice of others, so she did not realize that everyone who heard her plan was already preparing for the counter and defense. The Lady Galahad in particular was prepared to move and erect her strongest defense at the most apt time possible. Artoria knew her own people and understood the point. "There will be a large opening when her attack is launched. We could take advantage of that..." she said knowing the fortitude of her own knights.

Ozymandias and Nefertari were making date plans, that much was clear. Vivian couldn't help but chuckle. Well, at least some people on this planet would be happily getting laid in the next century.At the same time there was hardly an army left, divine beasts were falling, there were hardly any members of anything resembling an army and even the defenses were being mounted against an impending attack.

Every time Ishtar opened her mouth, she managed to somehow exemplify more stupidity than ever before. This must have been the sickness that Lake Fairy had been speaking of, surely. Yes, a curse of idiocy made sense when thinking of the goddess Ishtar. Goblin shark was almost the perfect descriptor. "Consider yourself lucky you've never seen the beast. Take the goddess as your only example of one, and you will at least avoid traumatization from appearance alone," he said regarding the creature. Much to Ishtar's credit, there were some ways a few individuals could potentially deal with her. "Perhaps the deaf could put up with this one. Only seeing, never having to hear the moronic dribble she spews. Just listen to that. This is precisely the reason I left her gagged for seven years," he huffed. Upkeeping casual conversation and waiting was not something that should have been allowable; he couldn't rationalize why Maana's attack had such a stupidly lengthy charge. Surely it would be powerful, but none had reason to be concerned. In fact, Artoria and her knights were planning to take advantage of an eventual opening. The Queen of Knights herself thought to inform Gilgamesh of this, unnecessary though it was. "Hmph," he scoffed. "Of course there will be. Why else should I be here, and not striking her down with haste? It is not only because I wish to see your face that I take this casual approach; there are lesser reasons as well. At the rate this is going, however, I do believe there is time to consummate our marriage before anything should be done about this nuisance."

Ishtar kept talking but it seemed she was being ignored at every turn. She did not like that, but the conversation was also about her so she did not completely hate it either. Artoria for her part in this was content to lean against her sword seemingly just as casual as everyone else, aside from the Knights who were moving about preparing for the inevitable. At the same time, Artoria was getting a lesson on a beast she apparently didn't need to see because it was traumatizing. Given the placement of that word usage, the description she'd so recently given and Gilgamesh's own humor she wasn't sure her ideations were any better. "If I am being honest, I do not know if that makes the ideas in my head better or worse than they are in actuality..." she said at a loss for words about the goddess Ishtar. The constant stupid speech of this woman was beyond anything Artoria herself would have ever put up with. Actually, she'd probably killed a few men for even beginning to speak in such unfathomably stupid ways... "I do not think I have seven minutes of patience for it, to be honest...seven years? You might want to speak to my sister about gaining sainthood... even a gag was a kindness..." she joked herself, knowing she probably would have had such a person's tongue removed or her mouth sewn shut.

All the while Ishtar was furious. How could they just be talking and carrying on. She was right here before the King of Heroes, how dare he ignore her for someone so beneath her?! She was a goddess, a beauty beyond measure! She was something to be looked upon. He should only be looking at her like that! Everyone should only be paying attention to her! The world should shake and move out of her way and every man should want her and everyone woman should be jealous of her! The words of Gilgamesh initially would only make the Queen of Knights' face tint as she averted her gaze, "You keep saying embarrassing things. Other reasons should not fall into the lesser category, King of Heroes," she mentioned sheepishly. At the time where this psychotic break was occurring in the mind of the fallen goddess, Artoria could only agree with the crazy charge time, "Truly? It does seem like a long time for one who claims to want to kill me. In the time it has taken she could have been felled five or six times depending on the method..." Artoria said easily. "STOP IGNORING ME! I AM MOST GLORIOUS, I AM MOST BEAUTIFUL, I AM ALL POWERFUL... THIS FLAT-CHESTED BITCH MEANS NOTHING BEFORE ME... ALL MEN SHOULD FALL AT MY FEET!" Ah, there it was again. That screeching insult from Ishtar. "She has many concerns about the state of my body for one who does not live in it," Artoria murmured. Was that deflection? Was she told for so long how important looks were that she felt anyone who didn't fit her model was hideous by default and thus unworthy of affection? Or was she truly so twisted she thought being physically attractive should have been enough? This gave images of high school to the mind of Hoshimi Eri, weren't girls like this usually impregnated and fat by the time they grew such crazy fallacies? Was it even worth acknowledging such an insult knowing she was trapped at an age where her body had barely blossomed at all? No. Not really. The Knight Queen was all dignity anyways as an aside being ignored seemed to bother her so much it was almost funny to keep up the calm face. In her previous life, if she'd spoken such a sentence to the face of this small blonde woman, she would have been murdered in the most vicious way she could think of, but now, she would simply be felled with all her false ideations.

"FINALLY, ALL IS READY! DIE, BITCH!" That was it, the laser she'd been charging seemed to finish up finally. She aimed to turn and immediately fire it upon Artoria Pendragon and those gathered nearby. Obviously it was no danger to the King of Heroes who was second only to her. The Lady Galahad would be in front of Artoria within the moment of the massive beam being shot off. Her own defensive and mana blocking the beam as the table which they sat around became more solid as a shield. Galahad's own mana and defense were being used currently but they would only become more obvious as the rest of the power manifested, a chant of old beginning which brought the lightest of smiles to the face of Artoria Pendragon. "I stand amid disaster..." The image of castle walls began to form in all directions around the group and before the Queen of Knights. "That which heals all wounds and grudges, our glorious homeland. Manifest yourself, Lord Camelot!" The whole of Camelot's castle walls appeared before them, with the added effectiveness of staving off evils and poisons. To that end, a shot from Ishtar even in her current form would not halt the work of Galahad; she would hold. Now it was a battle of defense holding off a laser, while doing enough external damage to knock down the ship and Ishtar in all of her glory. "Knights of the Round Table, Camelot stands... and we do not cower before evil gods!" she said these words as her stance changed and Excalibur was extended into the air. She knew her people, knew they would understand their places in this world. Her orders were barked with the surety of a King and they would be followed. "Sheathed in the breath of the planet..." The light of glowing victory burned bright as Artoria herself did while she charged her own attack of massive proportions.