[h2]Mordred[/h2]

The sound that came from the blonde girl could only be described as a growl as, briefly no longer caring about her mana situation, Mordred rounded on Andersen. That [i]little son of a bitch[/i] had... had... she was so mad she almost couldn't decide how she wanted to punish him. Somehow just punching him seemed too easy, too simple, he needed something much more painful. Perhaps... Yes, glaring and reaching towards her fellow Servant. This was a matter that needed to be dealt with before she reacted to the fact that the 

Mordred suddenly froze when she felt that vampire woman's lips meet her own. In that instant, her anger burned out and was replaced with a rush of embarrassment as she took a step back, cheeks flushing. No, no, whatever... if that was part of the contract then... then...

"Hahaha I've kissed plenty of girls before!" Mordred suddenly blurted out, her cheeks burning red. This obviously wasn't a lie. It totally was the absolute truth, there was no question of it. It's not like the Red Knight would [i]ever[/i] make anything up in order to try and make herself sound more impressive in some regard, now, was it? Well, she didn't do so often, but when it came to certain matters it was difficult to say she wouldn't sometimes make some exaggerated claims, to say the least.

Her mind switched gears again, however, when she suddenly felt so... strong. Indeed, the kiss had been part of the contract. It definitely wasn't what she was used to, but it couldn't be denied that this woman was a high-level magi of some kind... as well as a vampire. Mordred narrowed her eyes somewhat warily. Why was a vampire offering them help so easily, huh? But she'd already accepted it. Mordred disliked how much she needed it, really, but she wouldn't let her true Master down. This was all to return to her.

And [i]then[/i], in another show of magical prowess, their temporary Master promptly laid waste to a copse of trees. Mordred was immediately on guard, red flashes signifying that she had summoned her armor and sword, gripping Clarent down and at her side as she stood ready... and stared in muted shock as the vampire woman melted into a little girl. Not just any little girl, an extremely small and frail-looking one.

Of course, she'd seen child Servants before(their Master absolutely [i]treasured[/i] Nursery Rhyme and Jack, doting on the two of them as much as possible, and that was only two of them) so it wasn't as if she was unused to powerful children. But that didn't make this course of events any less surreal.

"... The hell?"

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