[color=bc8dbf][i]"Master orders sir?"[/i][/color] asked Saber quickly as he waited for his master wondering if he would be sent out to deal with the situation at hand with the possibility of killing enemies, or possible allies over by where the fire was. As Leon stood there...alone besides the brother he couldn't help but question what he should do. He could go there but what would be the point? He'd fight, or maybe even get killed if he went directly into action. But sometimes the worst thing to do was nothing at all. He stood there struggling with himself as he gripped his hands together and rubbed them together for warmth. [color=00a651]"[i]Saber I...I believe that it would be better to leave this fight to whoever is fighting it. I don't want to risk you revealing your true name so soon. No one will see you coming and the second they realize who they're fighting they'll have an advantage, and a new fear. So let's go home...back to Satsuko and lock up tight for the night. I don't trust that assassin is not going to be vigilant tonight.[/i]"[/color] commented Leon to Saber mentally as the servant acknowledged his master's order with an slightly approving grunt he himself turned around and left. He began his slow walk home and he wondered just exactly how tomorrow would end up going?

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As the fires burnt around them and smoke billowed into the sky the male servant stood there panting and looking at his trembling body. What in the world exactly had happened? Why had he let that brute get so close? Why on Earth did he trust his god damn companion not to fuck him as well? He supposed it was that samurai spirit. [color=39b54a]"Big guy says get fucked? I thought so..."[/color] grumbled the male servant as he calmled himself down not seeing anyone emerge from the fire as he wiped some sweat off his face. [color=00aeef]"Is it truly over yet?"[/color] asked the female servant as she looked at the fire. She focused on it with hawk eyes and then those eyes widened in confusion as the hulking mass of the enemy servant walked out of the fire covered in burns but none to severe. His golden hair blew in the wind still messy and disheveled. His pants had been singed pretty badly but still remained in tact. And the arrow on his back had been torn out as indication of rather decent amount of blood covering the enemy's hands. His face grinning as the male servant backed away disbelieving of his own eyes. [color=ed1c24]"A clever trick...it had been a long time since I felt anything close to dragon fire...still that was almost a kill...not good enough though. You think I'd come into this fight without so much as a safe guard? Alright now where we?"[/color] the enemy servant cackled with malice intentions as he sized up his enemy once more. The male servant calmed down he had faced tough enemies before, maybe not of this caliber, but still near that level. This was nothing...it had to be nothing or else...[color=8dc73f]"Dragon proof huh? That's an interesting clue still I guess I won't be able to get away without an ample distraction."[/color] grumbled the male servant as he went back into his defensive guard. [color=ed1c24]"I've killed worse than dragons friend. You're no different..."[/color] said the man as he spun his swords around him. [color=ed1c24]"TIME FOR ROUND TWO!"[/color] the enemy servant roared as he charged forward and the clash once again resumed.