With Sorin backing off, and others intervening, Archer found that options for disposing of the vampire were rapidly closing. Somehow, the creature had deflected both his and Saber's attacks with a single sword stroke. It was implausible beyond belief and  simply reinforced that he had to be eliminated [i]now[/i]; something so obviously evil and so detrimental to the survival of others... potential use in gaining a wish to eliminate himself aside, allowing the bloodsucker to continue existing would be idiotic.

The Golden Sword of the Victorious melted away, getting replaced immediately by a spear of the most vibrant red. It was a horrific weapon, but against someone with so many tricks up their sleeve, Gae Bolg was the best choice. Drawing on the experience instilled in the weapon by its most famous user, Archer struck.

"Gae Bolg!"

It was a pointless attack, merely aiming at Sorin's feet. Simply moving one aside would be more than enough to avoid the obvious attack--but by the time moving was an option, it was already too late. Simply calling its name meant that the heart got pierced and iron barbs flooded the body: the thrust was a mere confirmation of the attack's success. Even with truly unnatural luck and instinct, avoiding the spear's attack was impossible. Saber could bear testament to that.