[h1]Lancer[/h1] The bearded Servant barely had to move his head aside when the girl careened past him, avoiding his blow. Lancer twisted his body around, ready to defend from further assault. This girl... her size and speed would make her tricky to decisively strike, but he remained confident in his victory. From Lancer's point of view, his opponent appeared to be someone lacking proper martial art capability. Combined with a lack of weapon, and the worst case scenario he could foresee, was having to wait for her to tire before claiming victory. ...Then again, ripping a tree from the ground wasn't really expected. It was of no concern to Lancer, however, who swung his pole-arm once more, cleaving the trunk into pieces with a single swing of his scaled blade. A mere tree could not hope to stand up to a Noble Phantasm, after all. Not that Lancer was naive: The tree was not meant to be a serious assault (well, he hoped it wasn't, otherwise it'd just be insulting), but a decoy. He was already swinging his blade horizontally in front of him once more, to cut off a follow-up attack. Perhaps he should have invoked his weapon's abilities, but he could hardly double-guess himself right now, thanks to a new element to the battle. Witnesses. "Ugh!" Involuntarily, he stayed his weapon, his attention wavering for a single second. Where has that family come from?! Why did they approach the sounds of battle like this?! There were children, too... [i]Master, civilians.[/i] He quickly communicated to Estelle with a grim expression. As he was still conducting battle, he could hardly take the time to fully brief his Master. His real aim was direction: What would Estelle decide was the best course of action to take? -------------------- [h1]Kishinami Hakuno[/h1] This grail war seemed determined to shatter Hakuno's perceptions on what a perfect and elegant goddess acted like. The plain-faced girl watched her Servant scoff down fast food like a hungry child, wondering if Archer would take offence to having her cheeks wiped clean once she was done. Whatever Archer had tried to do, evidently failed, and Hakuno folded her arms, falling deep into thought. How were they to identify their opponents without exposing themselves at the same time? She had to tread carefully, after all: In virtually every conceivable way, Hakuno as a Master was disadvantaged. Having a divine Servant may alleviate her weakness somewhat, but that same weakness could also prove to be Archer's downfall if she got too confident... Hazel eyes scanned the restaurant she looked to guess who seemed... well, 'Master'-like. How was she supposed to figure that kind of thing out!? It'd take a miracle to- did that nun just say 'Saber'? Hakuno paired at the small girl suspiciously, wondering if she had misheard. It was... surely she'd made a mistake, right? You wouldn't call out a Servant class so loudly, right?! ----- [@KoL][@VitaVitaAR][@Raineh Daze][@Crusader Lord]