[center][h2]Nobunobunobu[/h2][/center]

"Very well. If you're getting on then hold on tight, Master." Smirking even as she prepared her surprise of the day, the Servant would then grab hold of her Master in a bridal carry (if permitted) before jumping straight up into the air. Dematerializing her boots to reveal a pair of dainty feet, the woman would then suddenly materialize two flintlock rifles floating through whatever weird power held them against gravity's sway, locking onto the tubes with the space between her big toe and the rest of her feet's digits. It was an outright strange sight, seeing a raven haired woman of short stature using two rifles as an impromptu platform. 

"I shall show you the splendid charging ability of the great DEMON ARCHER! ONWARD!" And then the two (if Ai decided to go along with this particular spectacle) would charge along into the distance, following behind the flying spellcaster's trail. Judging by the ridiculously evil grin pasted upon Nobunaga's face, it seemed like she was greatly enjoying herself thus far with her eccentricity. And of course, her great cape fluttered from the sheer momentum in question.