[center][h1]Rider[/h1]

When his 'Master' leaped from the chariot, Rider chuckled. He knew he didn't have to worry for her. She could easily dispose of those two, despite having the appearance of a child. Her prana was nigh-limitless, and it was fair to say she wasn't constrained by human limitations. So long as she wasn't attacked by another servant, there was nothing to worry about.

Refocusing his full attention on Saber while ignoring the second Master - a woman named Johanna Faust, apparently - that had appeared, Rider listened to her request. Raising a finger to scratch the side of his face, his lips pulled into a vicious and predatory smirk. "A battle between just the two of us? Yeah, that suits me just fine. You're exactly the opponent I've been looking forward to fighting!"

Rider didn't truly submit to any King or Master, didn't bind himself to any law or authority...but he had his own standards. His own code. And that code involved keeping his word, should he give it. He wouldn't target her Master, so long as she stayed true to her own word.

[b]Alignment: Lawful Neutral[/b]

His chariot then lifted into the air once more, Rider's voice roaring through the otherwise silent night. "Prepare yourself, Saber!"

To the Masters - and perhaps even some servants - the chariot would then vanish in a luminous display that would force a normal human to avert their eyes in pain. Plunging towards Saber with unparalleled speed, Rider viciously executed a series of spear thrusts towards the woman, all the while his chariot plowed forward, a nigh-unstoppable force. So quick were these thrusts that they would emit a blinding light all of their own.

He would be deeply impressed if she managed to delay her inevitable fall for even a moment against his focused assault, for in the world of Heroic Spirits, there were absolutely none who could equal his speed.

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