Vilgax wasn't even close

She twirled the sword, assessing its weight and handling. Even though she had never wielded Excalibur in life, it felt more natural to her than any weapon she had used before. Every atom of her body was alive with mana. Her physical abilities and skills had increased tremendously, and she assumed control over her father's Invisible Air Noble Phantasm. Even her Clarent bore more magical energy. Its abilities had been dulled previously because it was meant to be wielded by the king, a king she had now become.

Before, she had only just managed to defeat her father. Now, she was sure the battle was in her favor, without contest.

- Round 5