[center][h2]Amano Nanase[/h2][/center]
Nanase nodded at her servant's words. "It'd be nice if things never got so bad you felt the need to assist... but I feel like that's unlikely." Pausing to smile, she continued "So I'll look forward to seeing your treasures when the time comes."

Along with the rest of the group, the two began to move, keeping up easily with her reinforced legs. She came to a stop with her servant atop a hill, gazing down at the chaos below. Someone sure had a thing for skeletons here.

She glanced over as Ozymandias called down an impressive blast, eliminating many skeletons in a blink, and then another group a moment later. With a small smile, the girl nodded in approval at the sight--truly, the Rider was as powerful as she had suspected, considering his identity. The fact that she had managed to summon him was something to be proud of.

The man spoke to her, getting another nod from Nanase. "Understood." She wasn't particularly effective at range in comparison to her abilities in close-quarters, but evidently Ozymandias more than made up for that. 

The girl watched as the rest of her allies fought to the city, projecting a simple recurve bow and arrow, immediately reinforcing both objects as she notched the arrow and drew the string back. Breath held for a moment, she lined up her shot and let go, projecting and reinforcing a second arrow even as the first still flew. It managed to hit one of the creatures center mass, sending the bones that made up its body crumbling to the ground.

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[center][h2]Penthesilea[/h2][/center]
The Berserker easily swatted away any skeletons in her direct path her legs. Following along with the others, she entered the city with Estelle still in her arms. Two other Servants did battle with each other above the city, one very likely a Caster and the source of the skeleton familiars.

Looks like she was the first obstacle getting in the way of the Servant's goal. An unfortunate position to occupy.

"Berserker, crush them until your heart's content. We're cutting a path to that Caster!" said her Master, clearly on the same train of thought.

The madness of her class had been growing slowly, itching more with every second she spent in this wretched world. Killing a few of the things that inhabited it would help, if only a little.

Holding Estelle closer, Penthesilea swung her ball and chain in a wide arc as it materialized, clearing a comfortable area free of any skeletons around the two. With that done, she set down her Master gently, materializing two swords at her hips and clawed gauntlets around her forearms and hands.

"Stay close to the other Masters, please," she asked of Estelle. Of course, she fully planned to stay near the girl herself as she fought, and keep an eye on her... but knowing the container she had been summoned in, she unfortunately couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't lose herself and end up prioritizing the death of certain enemies over the survival of her Master.

With that, Penthesilea allowed herself to a small part of that madness within her, and began an ungraceful, but highly effective rampage quickly cutting through the skeletons to get closer to the two dueling Heroic Spirits. It felt good, but the terribly weak enemies weren't nearly enough to truly satisfy her.

The Servant only slowed upon hearing the red Saber calling out brazenly to the Heroic Spirits. [i]Interesting... strategy?[/i]

Penthesilea leapt and landed hard on top of a skeleton near the building Nero stood upon, driving the creature into the ground and slamming both ends of her flail down on two others close by for good measure, to ensure her presence was known by the two unknown purple-haired Servants.

She glared up at the Caster in particular. Something told her the two wouldn't do as Nero had requested, so the Berserker kept herself on guard.

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