“—Now!”

“Trimmau!”

In response to my cry, the mercury armor surrounding Svin began to move.

Volumen Hydrargyrum had no eyes, making it(TN: her?) immune to Faker’s Mystic Eyes. The mercury transformed into a blade that slashed toward Faker’s face. For an instant, the Servant was forced to blink.

Faker had only been disoriented for an instant. However, the instant was enough. The fallen damselflies awoke again, fluttering into the sky.

Lord El-Melloi II's Case Files: Grand Roll (Middle); Chapter 1, Part 3