[center][h3]Ruler, Church Interior[/h3]
[@Beloss][@Cu Chulainn][@Berserk Gene][/center]

The sight of the Boxzerker was enough to quell the confusion Ruler had, despite the absurdity of his appearance. Really, True Name Discernment was such a useful tool. He had to wonder how the other classes went without it, sounded horrible.

The Servant's brows furrowed at Norton's explanation, though. A Master wasn't even able to support her Servant just being materialized? The Grail wouldn't have chosen her in such a case, right? Ah, but if this was a Berserker that was being discussed, then it made some amount of sense. Even that bit of prana needed to maintain a Servant would be amplified by the force of Mad Enhancement, and in this particular case Ruler could see why that could become problematic. 

[color=fff79a]"...troublesome. Someone simply dying like that...strictly speaking, the rules wouldn't have me do anything, since technically your summoner has brought this upon herself." He murmured aloud, shaking his head in dismay. "However..."[/color]

He had felt it once that freak's Noble Phantasm was released. Two Berserkers, clashing in the graveyard not far from here. He didn't know who the other Berserker was, but if they were against that freak then he doubted their odds were good. No, feeling the status of the other Berserker, while True Name Discernment wasn't in full swing, was enough for him to be almost certain of which of these two Servants was stronger, and which had a more capable Master. In which case... 

[color=fff79a]"This is a bit of a headache for me, you know? But, well, I'm no magus, so I suppose the best path of recourse is this one. Unless I'm wrong, a Master in the graveyard's about to lose their Servant, so head over there."[/color] He spoke up, a resigned smile gracing his featured. From beneath his clothes, a deep red light appeared, a sharp exhale leaving Ruler before he spoke.

[color=fff79a]"Apologies for the small breach of neutrality, but you had more time to prepare than anyone else, so consider this a rebalancing. [b]By the order of this Command Seal, Berserker of the Einzberns, you are not to kill the Master of the Servant you are currently fighting.[/b]"[/color]

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[center][h2]Dulle Griet[/h2]
Foreigner's Graveyard
[@Yukitamas][/center]

[color=ed1c24]"Come on. More, more, more, faster, faster, [b]faster[/b]-"[/color]

A manic grin now split the Berserker's face, a crimson lance appearing in her hand. The Berserker's swordplay was admirable. Foolhardy, certainly. Childlike, undoubtedly, but nonetheless admirable. 

Those first six blades failed to meet their mark, held off by a cursed sword of equal merit as they sliced through the air. A sharp cackle left Berserker as she snapped her fingers. It was around that point that Muramasa and Nakae alike would notice that the sunlight no longer shined down on them. 

Black, black, black. Overhead was a black gate of the same kind that had just summoned those swords, but of a tremendously higher magnitude. Blocking out the sun, it stood over the Servants and Master, an eyeless god looking down upon the world. And yet, the only one to whom it was anything but black was the one here with a body of flesh. 

Pain. An incomprehensible ocean of pain. Simply looking at that gate was enough to overload his senses in an instant if he failed to turn his head away immediately after looking upon it. 

Hell. What stood beyond that gate could only be called Hell. 

[color=ed1c24]"Let's switch up the scenery. This graveyard's just a shitty imitation, so you should really get to see the real thing."[/color] Berserker hissed gleefully under her breath, about to will the portal to fly down, to sweep up the three figures in the graveyard, when-

[center][color=fff79a]"[b]By the order of this Command Seal, Berserker of the Einzberns, you are not to kill the Master of the Servant you are currently fighting.[/b]"[/color][/center]

Prana flared up around Berserker without warning, not empowering her but restricting her. Her eyes widened, nearly bulging out of her head as the gateway she had created dissipated without a word. [color=ed1c24]"Ruler..."[/color] She choked out, her prior joy wiped over by rage as she gritted her teeth. 

It was only a moment's pause in the battle, but perhaps that would be enough.