[h2]Caster[/h2] It was hard to say that Caster didn't feel some measure of pride in her own abilities when her Master called her a 'sublime craftswoman'. That being said, she wasn't about to let such feelings get they better of her. She could feel pride without being foolish. Her strategy in this Holy Grail War was not one that allowed for hubris, but pride was absolutely allowed. Satisfaction in carrying out her plots. Charging foolishly ahead out of hubris was simply a way to find oneself dead, insofar as Caster believed. So she simply gave her Master a small smile as they proceeded onward. Of course, when her Master questioned if there was anyone worthy of note ahead, all the Servant had to do was reach out to the numerous spiders she had released all across the city. It had been only moments after the contract had been sealed that she released her eyes, thousands upon thousands upon thousands of spiders, small enough to be virtually invisible but numerous enough to swarm across the entire city. It would be difficult to escape her notice, but even such numbers could not be everywhere at once. She had not yet discovered any enemy Servants, for one, but she was quite capable of of observing much of the city. It was also nearly impossible for her spiders to penetrate defensive bounded fields... at least, the smallest, weakest ones she was using now. Caster was careful, regardless. She could not count on knowing the nature of every Servant even if she was able to locate all of them. There was a great deal of difference between seeing a Servant in action and encountering them directly. "There are... three individuals leaving the Church. One appears to be a young girl, and is absolutely a Servant judging by that presence," Caster said, "... There is also a... child atop the roof? My eyes are unable to locate a Servant near her, but that does not mean there isn't one." She could provide her own advice, and would, of course. But for the moment Caster decided to see what her Master's independent decision would be. Based on what she had seen so far, she hoped that it would be a wise one. Caster would grow to dislike a Master who made foolish decisions. [@KoL]