Shirou's projection skills are not great yet...

"You surprise me. But even this will not save you from the world which awaits you if you continue chasing these false ideals." Archer says as he stares at you. You pull the chain taught as he slices his blade straight through your weak projection. "You're wrong!" You shout, once again producing the twin blades you and Archer equally wield.

"Then allow me to show you what awaits. And the only magic afforded to Shirou Emiya." Archer speaks. "I am the bone of my sword." You look on, as Rider warns you of what she senses. "Strike him down before he finishes!" She says with worry. "No. I must know what he means. And of this world he speaks of. I will not lose ." You say as Archer laughs. "Your hesitation only seals your Fate." Archer states as he continues his aria, "Steel is my body and fire is my blood. I have created over a thousand blades. Unknown to ****, Nor known to Life. Have withstood pain to create many weapons. Yet, those hands will never hold anything. So as I pray, Unlimited Blade Works."

A ring of fire eminates from Archer. When the fire clears, the area has been replaced by a world with scorched Earth, rustic skies and metal gears endlessly turning in the background. "What is this place?" You look around. It all seems very familiar. "This is the result of your so-called ideals. Within this world I have stored and can call forth any weapon!" Archer says as Rider's nail-chain appears in his hand."

"But you would use these weapons to kill! When they should be used to save. I will never be like you!" You exclaim. "Then let us settle this and see who's blade runs deeper! The victor, takes control of the Blade Works!" Archer says as he draws a legendary sword from the ground, charging at you.