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[Severia]

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Archer's word flew passed the girl who replied nothing. She kept looking out for the arrow in his hand as well as his movement as she advanced.

Surprisingly, the attack easily landed. She totally didn't expect the opposing servant to face her attack without the slightest attempt to dodge or block it, and was even more dumbfounded when the bowman grabbed her spear and held it firmly, despite just being stabbed precisely in the heart -a spiritual core-. However, she wasn't someone who was driven by emotions. As the kick arrived, Lancer loosened the hand that was holding the spear and nonchalantly left it to Archer. She momentarily thought about dodging, but the idea was discarded as she decided to gauge her enemy's power...

After being sent back a few meters, Lancer still had the same eyes she was having when Archer first showed up, a pair of unwavering, unemotional eye in spite of its owner's bad situation. Despite being something new, Lancer quickly adapted her way of thinking to suit the grail's information as she soundlessly analysed her enemy based on their brief exchange. It seemed her enemy has high overall parameters even though he being the Archer class that should despise close combat. His strength is impressive, far surpassing her own and befitting that muscular build. What's more, that level of endurance and regeneration shown just now is certainly something... So that's it, he also has some sort of defensive Noble Phantasm or Personal Skill.

Lancer then looked at her spear in the bowman's hand. She didn't have some convenient method like abandoning it and summoning the new one, so she decided to take it back in the most convenient way- from the corpse.

Thinking of her master who should have been in the middle of a duel against another magus, Lancer decided not to ask for permission to use "it" and caused her to lose focus. She opened her mouth at the same time that both servants' eyes met, and the next thing she knew, the spear was already back in her hand.

"Thanks"

A confident sound escaped the girl's lip for the first time. While there is a possibility that Archer did it out of overconfidence, Lancer only saw it as a chivalrous act, and that's when everything changed.

After a few swings and spins, Lancer heard the provocation. Now that she permitted herself, the black-haired servant's lip curled in response to it. As the arrow teared down the air between them, Lancer didn't move her leg an inch. She simply raised her spear with both hands.

And slashed.

A loud explosion echoed through the area which was once again filled with smoke. At that moment, Lancer appeared in front of Archer, unscathed. With this exceptional speed, it shouldn't be that hard to dodge that arrow or to launch a surprise attack from behind Archer's back.

She just had to return a favor.

Their eyes met as Lancer extended her arms to her side. The attack she used and failed was a thrust, spears' optimal attack that utilize their blade shape, range advantage and in her case, momentum, to their fullest. What she used now was a swing aiming for a cut. While it is normally less efficient than thrusting, the very spear in her hand is an exception. The moment that the incoming arrow was in front of her flashed through her mind.

That moment, everything was cut down; the arrow itself, vector, impact, and even possible curses and spells associated with it. All were cut in favor of this spear's legend.

Lancer swung her weapon at Archer's torso. Judged from their previous encounter, the bowman might nonchalantly take the hit again. but this time it would spell his doom.

Xel

 

[Hanarei]

location: High School Field​

Nadina watched as the enemy Magus quickly darted back to avoid her attack, using her magic to destroy her spear before it could strike. Her eyes kept locked on the woman as she stood ready. She could tell the opponent was very much the aggressive type of fighter already based off what she had done. It was something that might be a little troublesome lowering the time she had to react and be strategic but in the end she was certain she could win the fight so long as she played careful and awaited an opening to exploit.

Her wait was cut drastically short as she heard her voice speak, suddenly watching as she fired off a shot. Nadina quickly ducked away, narrowly avoiding being shot by the explosive bullet. Her eyes fixated forward as she began to quickly fire upon her. Nadina tumbled to the ground, a light chant escaping her lips as she placed her hand on the ground causing the earth to raise up before her. She heard the sound of the explosions striking the earth, quickly cracking through it. Damn it, she is able to fire them off so quickly... no... I must try and be careful... its best to be conservative with my mana and allow her to wear herself out. The more I can minimize exposing my abilities this early on, the better.

The young magus jumped back quickly, chanting again as the earten barrier she had placed up was all but rubble. She placed her hand upon the ground causing a gylph to glow briefly raising an identical wall of earth to catch the next bit of the barrage. She lifted her hand up, another earthen spear forming above her head. She remained behind the cover, firing it towards the direction in which the enemy Master had been firing her bullets from in hopes of striking them, though expecting the shot to most likely be evaded or countered. She chanted again taking what little chance she had to jump away from the cover placing her hand down as another earthen wall formed, this time much more intricate in its design created through a more powerful incantation to withstand the onslaught a bit better and buy herself a bit more time.

Even if I'm attempting to outlast her, this is only going to end poorly for me if I play solely defensive. I'll need to work on creating an opening in order to properly deal with her Magecraft. Nadina thought to herself, in her mind running through various techniques she could use, attempting to keep a clear head over what appeared to be a general reckless onslaught from her opponent. She opened her eyes nodding a bit as she began to chant once more having a plan in mind in hopes of catching her foe off guard as her new stronger rock barrier took a beating getting worn away by the explosions.

Xel Godhowsae Severia

 

[Xel]

Archer​

A smile crossed the man's lips as the young girl grabbed her spear. "So you can talk. I was beginning to think you were mute." His following provocations seemed to hit their mark. After he loosed his arrow he could feel the spike of mana surge through his opponent just before his arrow impacted with a large explosion. From the smoke came Lancer, her speed putting her directly in front of him in the blink of an eye. Sure his arrow hadn't been anything special. It was just his tremendous physical strength on display. But to have a servant as weak as Lancer take the hit without so much as a scratch. It was obvious that she had a means of dealing with his attack beyond just brute strength. The mana build-up, her posture, the attack, every minute detail adding up to paint a picture. He could tell this attack was unlike what had come before. This attack actually posed a threat. Just as with Rider and Assassin he could see the danger about to befall him and just the proper way of dealing with it. These thoughts flooded through his mind in the time between seconds.

Archer's movements were fluid, the difference in speed between the two being noticeable as he pushed himself to the limit. He pushed himself backwards away from the slashing attack. The reach of the spear combined with Lancer's agility meant that evasion was impossible. So that meant the goal was simply to mitigate the damage. As he expected the blade cut cleanly across his torso, tearing through him effortlessly causing blood to gush from the wound. Archer grit his teeth in agony as he slid to a stop several dozen meters away from Lancer before collapsing to a knee with his hand held over the wound. That was the second time that day he had taken a brutal attack to the chest. Unfortunately this time he was not so lucky as to escape without fatal damage. He pulled his hand away to look down at the wound that now adorned his chest. Had he been any other servant the war would have been over for him right then and there. Lancer sure did love her sure-kill moves.

The servant coughed up some blood as he got to his feet. Despite his state he held a large grin on his lips as he looked out towards Lancer. At most he had a few minutes if he wanted to continue to fight. He could pull back and use his Master's aid to recover from the wound. But that would pull her away from her fight. And that wasn't an option over something as minor as this. The man choked out a small laugh as the blood continued to pour from the wound. His demeanor hardly matching his wounded visage. "That's quite the spear..." His speech was ragged, as was his breath. The pain was evident on his grimaced face despite his attempts to push it aside. "Really packs a punch to it."

He was beginning to understand who his opponent was. How she managed to match him in combat. How she was able to so easily deal with his full power arrow. How she was able to inflict such a grievous wound upon him. If he was right that meant the usage of his Noble Phantasm was out of the question. Indeed anything involving his weapon likely wouldn't work. As long as he had this handicap he would be hard pressed to defeat Lancer. So that left only one option. Archer held his bow out, drawing the string back to let loose another devastatingly powerful arrow. And then another. And another. Even in his current state he let loose a barrage of powerful bolts at his foe. Each and every one packing the same power as his last attack. As powerful as her weapon was all he had to do was keep her on the defensive.

Hanarei Severia Godhowsae

 

[Ian Temero]

Rider
hudhouse Darkholme
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"Carpet bomb? I don't recollect sayin' I could do that." Rider commented as she got out of the car. She could probably come up with a clever way of accomplishing it, but there was something else she was more concerned about. "Your voice just did somethin' strange there. You alri-?" Her question went unfinished however as a new Servant made his appearance.

He landed in front them and Rider's eyes narrowed as the wind caught him. The sound of metal bending could be heard as Saber revealed his weapon. "Nice sword." She growled, leaving fingerprint shaped dents in the car door as she stepped out in front of her Master. She was fine with this turn of events, not liking the idea of being sneaky to begin with, but the usual joy she had when faced with a good fight was missing. The wind began to pick up, circling her and obscuring her from view. "Mortal? You fancy yourself a god?" She asked over the wind. She stepped out of the gust, no longer in the dress but back in her leathers and hat, and electricity crackling from her eyes. Raising her hand a revolver appeared in it and she pointed the gun at Saber's chest. "Well god or no, ain't nobody uses my winds without my say so!" the cowgirl snapped, pulling the trigger and firing a bolt of lightning at the swordsmen.

 

[Darkholme]

Saber

As his opponent changed into her battle garb in rather extravagant fashion, he merely shook his head, giving his reply.​

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"No. I don't, and certainly never did... But are we heroes not all immortal? Timeless beings trapped within the throne of heroes, waiting for our opportunity to fulfill a wish dear to our hearts?"​

He didn't have much time to ponder on the philosophical aspect of his existence however, as Rider expressed his annoyance at his short expulsion of energy earlier. Truth be told, he hadn't really manipulated the winds, it was merely a side-effect of him releasing a quick burst of mana, which wound up softening his fall. This annoyed remark by Rider was followed up by a...gunshot? It was certainly fired from the gun, but it wasn't a bullet - rather a bolt of electricity that shot toward him with all the speed of electricity. Fortunately, his reflexes were up to the task. He stepped forward, twisting his wrist to bring the shining blade of his sword in contact with the lightning. Using whatever light enveloped it as a shield against the attack, he flicked his wrist again to bend the lightning away from him as he continued to step forward. The sword was not small - it was certainly long enough to be considered a hand and a half weapon - but Saber seemed to be able to wield it as though it were something as light as a rapier. Having dealt with the electric attack with his left hand, his right hand came in for a straight armed punch, aimed squarely at her torso.​

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hudhouse ​

Ian Temero ​

Kalin Scarlet ​

 

[Kalin Scarlet]

Marco Vaughn
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As his servant disappeared into the city below, Marco leapt from the balcony after him. As he reinforced his body, his feet slammed into the side of the hotel, launching him forwards. Marco aimed for the next building, and the next, hopping from one to another as he built up speed, when he started to feel a sudden noticeable drain on his Prana. As he neared the school, he saw why.

Saber stood, weapon drawn, against a woman in old western garb and a revolver in hand. Marco had to admit she looked good in it, but considering she was a servant, he wasnt interested in asking her out anytime soon. Bringing himself down to earth, Marco laid eyes on the last of his persons of interest, and this one seemed to be the master, strangely dressed as he was. Marco drew his sword quietly and stabbed it into the ground, observing the scene before him. As easy as it might be to jump in, he preferred to give the situation a chance to settle into a rhythm before he got involved.

Darkholme
Ian Temero
hudhouse

 

[Severia]

The heroic spirit of the lance was surprised. She didn't expect Archer, who just nonchalantly took her attack head on, to dodge her slice with the speed beyond what she had seen so far. Truly a top-notched instinct.

She then heard the bowman's voice and confirmed his damage, which proved her speculation. Since the wound didn't immediately close like the last time, it only means that her attack has gone through it,

A defensive skill or Noble Phantasm, or both, that renders even her supposedly heart-piercing strike ineffective.

This information is truly priceless. Considering that both are born from the legends associated with the servant in front of her, it narrows down the possible candidates of who he is. Though, the same could be said for the other side as she also revealed one of her spear's nature.

Lancer readied her spear, at the same time that the devastating arrow was shot. She sidestepped to dodge it, but there was another arrow aiming at her destination.

She once again cut down the supersonic projectile with her spear. It caused an explosion which parted evenly, leaving her untouched between the streams of heat and air.

But then, rain of arrows crossed the battlefield. It seemed Archer started to get serious. Lancer repeatedly slashed down arrows, causing explosions one after another. While she boasted superior speed and had no problem cutting down every single one of them, the barrage prevented her from advancing or changing position without the risk of being shot.

Additionally, while a single "cut" of her spear won't cost mana beyond her own supply, the multiple of them in such a short time span don't have such convenient. For the first time since her summoning, the servant began consuming her master's mana. While the amount is merely the maintainance cost of ordinary servants' physical form, the different is clearly sensible for her master who never had any mana burden before.

The gap between each arrow was still virtually nonexistent, but nothing had managed to get pass the storm of slices. After paying close attention for a while, Lancer finally saw it. An arrow that followed another one with slightly more delay than the others.

Wind? The arrow? Or perhaps the conditions of Archer himself? All the reasons were irrelevant. This opening was all she needs

The girl cut down another arrow, and at the same time, disappeared. While her outfit seems to lack defensive equipment, it lets her use her Agility-focused parameter to its maximum potential.

If the bowman is someone she regards as an enemy and nothing more, just like when they first met, she won't hesitate to use her speed to reach his back at this point. But in the next second her petite body reappeared only a few meters next to her previous location. The girl then readied her spear and dashed toward Archer from the front. This gave her opponent plenty of chances to act, though with their distance became closer, dodging arrows became a lot easier.

Xel Hanarei Godhowsae

 

[hudhouse]

Saber

As his opponent changed into her battle garb in rather extravagant fashion, he merely shook his head, giving his reply.​

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"No. I don't, and certainly never did... But are we heroes not all immortal? Timeless beings trapped within the throne of heroes, waiting for our opportunity to fulfill a wish dear to our hearts?"​

He didn't have much time to ponder on the philosophical aspect of his existence however, as Rider expressed his annoyance at his short expulsion of energy earlier. Truth be told, he hadn't really manipulated the winds, it was merely a side-effect of him releasing a quick burst of mana, which wound up softening his fall. This annoyed remark by Rider was followed up by a...gunshot? It was certainly fired from the gun, but it wasn't a bullet - rather a bolt of electricity that shot toward him with all the speed of electricity. Fortunately, his reflexes were up to the task. He stepped forward, twisting his wrist to bring the shining blade of his sword in contact with the lightning. Using whatever light enveloped it as a shield against the attack, he flicked his wrist again to bend the lightning away from him as he continued to step forward. The sword was not small - it was certainly long enough to be considered a hand and a half weapon - but Saber seemed to be able to wield it as though it were something as light as a rapier. Having dealt with the electric attack with his left hand, his right hand came in for a straight armed punch, aimed squarely at her torso.​

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hudhouse ​

Ian Temero ​

Kalin Scarlet ​

Rider
hudhouse Darkholme
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"Carpet bomb? I don't recollect sayin' I could do that." Rider commented as she got out of the car. She could probably come up with a clever way of accomplishing it, but there was something else she was more concerned about. "Your voice just did somethin' strange there. You alri-?" Her question went unfinished however as a new Servant made his appearance.

He landed in front them and Rider's eyes narrowed as the wind caught him. The sound of metal bending could be heard as Saber revealed his weapon. "Nice sword." She growled, leaving fingerprint shaped dents in the car door as she stepped out in front of her Master. She was fine with this turn of events, not liking the idea of being sneaky to begin with, but the usual joy she had when faced with a good fight was missing. The wind began to pick up, circling her and obscuring her from view. "Mortal? You fancy yourself a god?" She asked over the wind. She stepped out of the gust, no longer in the dress but back in her leathers and hat, and electricity crackling from her eyes. Raising her hand a revolver appeared in it and she pointed the gun at Saber's chest. "Well god or no, ain't nobody uses my winds without my say so!" the cowgirl snapped, pulling the trigger and firing a bolt of lightning at the swordsmen.

"The description of a Carpet Bomb is the act of bombing an area intensely, it just means to unleash your full power on~" He looked up to see a servant and almost instantly was coated in a ball of bright light and sound that screamed out illusions violently. He ran as fast as he could, panicking intently! What could he do?! If one of them can literally make lightning, and the next can just send it back, what can he do?! He pulled out his plasma sword, but it would do nothing in this situation... unless he were to try and assassinate another master, but he didn't have the gall, wit, stealth or physical ability to do such. He cowered in a nearby location, trying to stay safe while watching through local cameras...

 

[Xel]

Archer​

The rain of arrows continued, his immense speed and strength allowing him to blanket Lancer with devastating blows. His plan seemed to work with Lancer being kept on the defensive. However, his condition didn't allow for him to exert his true power forever and struggle as he might delays started to form between shots. He grit his teeth as he maintained his barrage. The seconds were ticking down, all he had to do was keep her back for a little while longer and victory would surely be his. Alas, war was never so simple and Lancer quickly capitalized on the delay to break free of his barrage and begin her own charge. Archer's options were extraordinarily limited with Lancer's speed enabling her to close the gap in moments. Archer's options were exceptionally limited and the odds of getting out of this alive were dwindling fast.

He raised one leg off the ground before slamming it back down. The sheer power of the blow caused the field they stood on to buckle and crack, shockwaves emanating out in all directions. The ground itself kicked up into the air to form a wall of debris cascading directly at the charging Lancer. From what he'd seen of the girl's spear this move would be nothing more than a moment's diversion, but that's all he needed. With the wall of dirt hurtling towards the girl he kicked off the ground. Following directly behind the wave of debris he used it to mask his own charge. As he moved the bow in his hand dissipated into nothingness leaving him entirely unarmed.

So far in their exchange Lancer had favored slicing her way through his attacks rather than properly avoiding them. And it was this very action that he was banking on. Being right behind the wall of debris he positioned himself so that if Lancer sliced open a path his arm would shoot out through the opening. The girl's spear was long, but with their combined charges he was confidant he could cover the slight distance gap before the girl could realize what he was up to and provide a second swing. His main goals were to grab the girl's neck with his right hand and her spear arm with his left. His superior strength coupled with the boost he received in unarmed combat meant that if he could simply land his grapple, victory would be all but assured.

Hanarei Severia Godhowsae

 

[Ian Temero]

Rider
hudhouse Darkholme @Kalin Scarlet
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As Saber deflected the shot he would feel his sword strike something solid as a physical bullet ricocheted of his blade. However he should have stuck to using his sword instead of trying to punch a hero that specialized in hand-to-hand combat, as Rider caught his fist. Then, with a roar, the brawler's entire body electrified and she lifted him off the ground, swinging him over her head, and smashed him across the top of the car, the poor vehicle practically flattening from the blow. She then let go and leapt into the air, the wind exploding behind her and throwing her back down, lightning trailing behind her as she threw a punch at Saber's head.