[h1][center][color=9e0b0f][b]Matsunaga Hisoka[/b][/color] and Cao Cao[/center][/h1] [h2][center]Potluck (Crashed), Eastern Field[/center][/h2] Hisoka grunted as he watched the Castle's shape twist and distort, taking on a smaller form. Assassin stayed in a defensive stance as this transformation occured, defending his Master in the event a catastrophic attack followed this Castle's transformation... It was then that it took a new form, one that entailed its own interesting revelation. A form of... a man. With black hair. Judging by the appearance of the man, as well as the form he had previously taken at the beginning of the battle, Hisoka kept note that this, indeed, was the Black-Haired Man that had been plaguing this War. The other Servants began to act, with Lancer first appearing to use her Noble Phantasm... [color=ed1c24][i]It appears that Lancer is none other than the Bravest Warrior of Japan, herself... I'm a bit surprised that he's a woman, though.[/i][/color] Hisoka communicated with his Servant. He recognized the fortress very well, having been born and raised in Japan. Lancer's armor only further added backing to Hisoka's guess, as there's only one hero of notable fame from the Clan That Bears Six Coins. [i]Interesting,[/i] Assassin replied, [i]She may prove to be a formidable opponent in the future. It's best for us to discuss this later, however, when out lives aren't on the line. Make your way to the fortress. I will defend you."[/i] Hisoka nodded as Assassin stepped foreward just a bit, maintaining his stance. Hisoka ran for the Sanada Maru, trusting in the defense of his Servant that he isn't attacked by this Black-Haired Man. He was not alone in this regard, as he saw the other Masters making way for the castle, as well. The girl, in particular, ran with a strange, supernatural speed, without apearing to use any sort of Magecraft. Whether it's due to reaching athletic peaks that Hisoka himself isn't able to make at this time or another reason entirely, it was still a good idea to keep that young Master in mind, in the future. [hr] [h1][center][color=00aeef][b]Odysseus[/b][/color][/center][/h1] [h2][center]Crashed Party, Eastern Field[/center][/h2] Archer grinned as the Black-Haired man had finally shown himself. He needed to appear sooner or later, and Archer was glad he made his appearance in this fight, outnumbered and with most of the other Servants of the Holy Grail War here. He didn't have to worry about facing this man alone, one rumored to even take out Knight-class Servants with a blink of an eye. While the Masters ran off to Lancer's interesting Castle Noble Phantasm, Archer drew another arrow. That Rider, Rostam, charged forward to attack the man, giving Archer a perfect enough opportunity to prepare another strong attack for that Black-Haired Man. His attack did a fair number on the Golem's shields, after all, and with them down, this may lead to a decisive victory. Archer adjusts his aim for the man's center mass for an assured shot, pulling his arrow back and causing his oaken bow to slowly bend back. Archer was just about to release his shot until... That Sword appeared. Its appearance caught Archer off guard. It was leaking with an astounding amount of prana as it flared up, charging with a nigh infinite amount of power. The flash of multicolored light bursts towards Rider, causing Archer to let loose his shot rather abruptly, almost blinded by the flash... [hr] Assassin watched, wide-eyed as the attack devastated Rider, leaving nothing in its wake. The sudden surge in power earlier had already caused Hisoka to glance at the scene, almost stumbling over and freezing at the spot. That Jeweled Sword... a Mystic Code that can compare to the power of a Noble Phantasm. The others certainly weren't joking when they said this Black-Haired Man was a true threat to the foundation of this War... What was left in the aftermath of the clash between the brave Rider atop his trusty steed and the mysterious interloper who had began to meddle with a large-scale crremony was only a man... the interloper, this time, with both his hands glowing. Assassin quickly snapped towards his Master, seeing him frozen in... shock, or was it awe? That fool... he'll get himself killed if he stood out in the open like that! Assassin sheathed his sword as he dashes for his Master, towards the recently conjured fortress. Hopefully the sudden leap will bring him back to his senses... [hr] Archer had a look of alarm on his face once the dust settled. The burst of light consumed Rostam with ease. According to his Master, Rostam sported excellent endurance scores and was quite hardy, so a blast like that was no laughing matter, not even at the slightest... [center][b]Eye of the Mind (True) - A[/b][/center] What caught Archer's eye was the man's hands... this time, they were both glowing. If he was able to take out a singular Servant of Rostam's constitution with just one blast, it was unlikely that he was making a stronger blast... so it was likely that this man was preparing a larger blast, or he aiming to create two attacks... [color=00aeef]"Everyone, get ready to move out of the way!"[/color] Archer yelled, snapping another arrow towards Nagato before preparing to leap out of the way from the man's next attack, whatever it may be.