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- “You’re acting desperate, Alkeides!”
- “Oh . . .?”
- Hippolyte was firing her bow at the gaps in the Nemean lion’s pelt that protected him while occasionally switching to her spear and attacking his weapon directly.
- It was a ceaseless rain of blows, perfectly in sink with the movements of her galloping horse. She was struggling to bridge the gap in the magical energy contained in their Spirit Origins with skill, but Alkeides was worn down by consecutive battles and was in no condition to shake her off with brute force.
- Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 6, Chapter 16 ("The Canon of the Demigods II")
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