"As expected of my rival", Elizabeth said while gnawing at her at her thumb with a thoughtful—or was it worried?— face as she followed the group.

"Perhaps I should ask Puppy to summon me as a Caster and have a cooking contest? I'm sure that my bloody sweets won't ever lose but", the draconic Lancer slapped her own face out of the blue before clenching her clawed fingers into fists, "I can't be distracted! This has to be a scheme to take my attention away from our true battlefield—the stage. I really can't underestimate the stratagems of someone who lived in a time as bloody as the Roman era. Well done Sab—I mean, Caster, but I'm not going to fall for your tricks tonight."

"Wait, huh?" Elizabeth only snapped back to the real world once Keisuke called her and Saber—the one that looks exactly like Caster, except for a certain region around their chests, for a reason that Elizabeth had yet to understand. "Wolves?" she asked, slightly disoriented before she set her sight on where Saber was charging forward.

"Ah, those... Right, you can leave them to me, Puppy!" Elizabeth said before charging off after Saber.

Keeping up with the blue blur that the sword-wielding girl becomes when she unleashes even a sliver of her power wasn't easy. In fact, Lancer couldn't do it at all. However, her wings were an advantage that almost no other Heroic Spirit has. The ability to fly high and then quite literally dive bomb towards the ground more than made up for the difference in their speeds.

Elizabeth landed shortly behind Saber and raised a pair of claws to her lips. "I don't like the idea of using my beautiful voice for something like this but you guys asked for it when you interrupted me while I was plotting a strategy to one-up Saber... I mean, Caster. This will be a special show only for your ears! Listen well, puppies!" She said before drawing a long breath and then letting out a supersonic whistle. While it was out of a human, and even a normal Servant's, hearing range, such a loud noise was sure to make the hearts of the wolves, as well as any animals in a long distance, skip a beat... literally.
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