[h2]Estelle Varianbec[/h2]

From the very start, there were a few things that were immediately evident as the battle between Servants began. To begin with, no matter what the small girl had prepared herself for, what she saw now was entirely beyond it. Her Lancer's performance was incredible, exhibiting enough power to effortlessly shatter concrete, and she could even hear the eruptions of air pressure from here. Even a skilled magus such as herself, someone who was born for this, was taken aback by the sheer strength and swiftness on display.

So, this was a battle between Servants, was it?

The other thing she noted, after her initial surprise, was the way in which the enemy Servant had dodged the initial blow from Lancer. That was a surprise too... and the most obvious conclusion it lead Estelle to was that their enemy was neither Caster nor Assassin. This made sense, she supposed. By appearances it would have seemed obvious that the enemy belonged to one of the two classes least likely to exhibit strong martial prowess. However, neither Caster nor Assassin would have benefited from so obviously exposing themselves. Even if the Servant preferred not to enter spirit form, and desired to lean about the town first-hand, travelling to the Church so blatantly at this time of night would have made it obvious what they were.

Even if Servants of those classes did want to explore the town without entering spirit form, so close to the Church, and so obviously, seemed unlikely to say the least.

But that left the question of the enemy's class. They wielded no weapon, and had just yanked a tree from the ground. This left two likely options, in the end: Rider, or Berserker.

A strong servant of any class could perform such a feat of strength, so the small, tan-skinned girl's guesses were based entirely off of the the lack of a visible weapon of any kind.

A Rider-class Servant's Noble Phantasm(or indeed, Noble Phantasm[i]s[/i]) were likely to be very strong, and make up the bulk of the Servant's power. It was possible the enemy wanted to avoid showing their hand too early. Berserker seemed somewhat more likely, however, though it seemed to Estelle that the enemy was not using Mad Enhancement at the moment.

Still, though, what potential Berserker looked like that?

Well, it didn't matter. Estelle smiled to herself.

Lancer would destroy his enemy. She hadn't summoned one of the strongest figures who could occupy the class, using a catalyst granted to her by her family, just for show.

That being said...

Estelle eyed the streets below, walking across the rooftop as she did. If she could locate the enemy Servant's Master quickly... Well, forcing them to surrender would be easy. Estelle knew she could overpower most potential enemy magi, after all...

If they didn't surrender, she'd kill them.

Not that she felt particularly inclined to stop the battle right now. She was confident, after all, that Lancer would win. But telling the enemy Master how doomed they were seemed like it would be entertaining.

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