"It hasn't been sixty years, it's been ten. The Fifth Holy Grail War took place in Fuyuki in the year two thousand and four." Arturia is really having this conversation with this magi. While they fight brooms. She gives up on Excalibur and moves to sheath the blade before simply reaching out to grab a broom and hurl it out into the mass of oncoming cleaning implements.

Okay that didn't help but it felt good.

"True Magic may be a possibility."