[h2]Vita[/h2]

"Chibi?!" snapped Vita, almost immediately. Her already hot temper was boiling far beyond its breaking point already. She was about to ignore anyone else speaking to her and charge off and [i]put him in the ground[/i](literally. He wouldn't die, but he'd be in a crater at least a few meters deep). However, it was at that moment, roughly, that she picked up on... a distress call?! There was a TSAB distress call in this area?! Not only that, but it was a highly recognizable one... the tiny redhead's eyes widened.

"Nanoha?!"

It wasn't mistakable as anyone else, that much was certain. That meant that the other mage(the one that had not so long about been her enemy) was swept up in this incident as well... She'd have to find her. Quickly. But for the moment... that strange man who had run off like a coward. Was he behind this incident? If so, she'd have to pursue him as quickly.

There was no time to waste! If he was the culprit that meant tracking him down would solve the problem immediately! She could rendezvous with Nanoha as soon as possible. But with the possible one behind this incident within her grasp... Without responding to the other two, Vita was off like a shot, in hot pursuit of the fleeing man.

"Get ready, Eisen!" she shouted.

"[color=ed1c24]Yes sir![/color]" intoned the Armed Device.

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[h2]Mordred[/h2]

Clarent swept upwards the moment the moths appeared, the force of the resulting slash causing the insects to practically disintegrate on impact.

"A true knight's not gonna to let a half-assed mothman beat her!" she declared, only realizing he had taken to the air moments after releasing the pair of moths. Hah! As if she was going to fall for that! Still bearing a rather vicious grin, the blonde-haired knight immediately rolled to the side, allowing the blade to strike the spot she'd just occupied, biting into the earth beneath her opponent. Rising on her knees, she decided not to give him a chance to recover or attack again, tossing Clarent to her other hand. Suddenly, with a clanking sound, her helmet slid upwards. The individual parts shifted and moved, assembling a rather intimidating shape that instantly struck a distinctive silhouette as it encased her head, bearing a pair of large, sharp horns even as Mordred launched herself forward. Her freed right hand tore towards her opponent's weapon in a bid to keep her enemy from dislodging his sword from the earth...

As the 'true knight' rather uncouthly hurled herself forward in order to deliver a horned headbutt directly to the moth man's torso.

[@Dezuel][@KoL][@PKMNB0Y][@Raineh Daze][@Rin]