We all know the result of this very moment. With the Doom Slayer around, the rescue was but swift and flawless.
From the Precision Scope of the Heavy Cannon, the robust man has immediately struck down three out of seven skeleton warriors in one lead.
If only if they were not compressed altogether to reach out on one mere life, they would have at least put up a fight.
The rest of them were immediately wiped out by the frontliner, Mash.
One of those fallen had its skull rolling towards the Director as she screams and quickly distances away from the horrid piece.
And thus, the end of the fight was reached. They were lucky to not encounter yet another army compared to that a while ago.
But for the marine, it harbors a very bad feeling.
"Clear for now, I guess." Doomguy declared, unintentionally stomping a fractured skull before it vanishes to the awful darkness.
He stared at the two rushing immediately towards Olga-Marie after the short battle.
Surely there are more skeletons to come soon, so he had his eyes and rifle around this place.
Nothing but confound would be delivered to the one responsible to all of this massive atrocity.
Should it be an Arch-Vile or a Hell Priest, he can think of many ways to slowly lobotomize them before sending the swine back to the inner rings of Hell.
"The battle is over. Are you hurt, Director?" Mash asked, her shield plunged to the rubble- resting from combat.
"...What's going on?" Olga shuddered, gazing with an expression of fear and anger intertwined.
Mash assumed it was about her drastic change. "Director? About my situation. I know it's hard to believe, but the truth is--"
"A Demi-Servant, right? It's pretty obvious that you fused with a servant. What I want to know is why it's successful now all of a sudden!"
Her Director angrily shouted. The mood quickly shifts to something highly strict.
"Hurrgh... enough of that. You!!" she points at Ritsuka, "The civilian who showed up late on my speech!"
"H-Huh?!" The boy was shocked.
"How did you become a Master?! Only first-class Mages can enter contracts with Servants!" Olga continued. "There's no way you could ever become a Master! What did you do to her to have her do your bidding?!"
Doomguy distantly looks at the quarrel, his maroon rifle resting on his shoulder. "Oh dear..." He muttered quietly.
He felt like an individual who awkwardly witnesses his friend getting scolded by his mother.
"Well, don't look at me..." Ritsuka answered, at least.
Good thing the boy was backed up by his Servant. "There's a misunderstanding, Director. I'm actually the one who forced the contract."
"What did you say?" Olga clenches her teeth.
"I'll explain how it happened. That way we can understand each other's situation better... That also includes you."
The three looked to Doomguy, a very disparate character towering among them.
A man who can fight like a Servant.
"You there! Are you also servant?" The Director finally noticed the Slayer and asked.
"He isn't, Director." Mash peaked in for a little bit. "He said that he also came outside of this world, just like us."
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[UNDER REVISION] Doomguy's Badass Adventures Special: Fate - Grand Order
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