[@Seirei no Hai] [@Argonaut]

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[center][h1]Lancer Lily - Fuyuki Harbor[/h1][/center]


Ah... it exploded. The gore of animals splattered across the harbor as the sack met with the construct of rats, both pretty much bursting apart from the force. Oh no. Without the bag he didn’t really have a thing that killed rats... not specifically anyway.

Still despite the problem it was with a light smile that Lancer responded to the strange rat man. “Well, I need to kill them, so I guess we’re enemies! So that means I need to fight you too.” the boy said without any malice. “If I have to fight you I can’t go and stay with you. I guess I could drop my spear however.” He nodded to the Caster before doing just that, tossing his spear to the ground. After all, if the strange old man was not in trouble and he was an enemy, then the spear could deal with it. A cat was what killed rats, but a spear was something that killed boars, deer and people.

 A rune flashing to life on the spear similarly brought the spear to whip about itself. It moved slightly towards the Caster by its lonesome, a noble phantasm happy to cut down any rats that advanced. Primarily it seemed concerned with preventing any ill intent being directed to the Lancer himself as he scrounged for one of the scraps that used to be the sack. Running his hands across it, soon it was restored, back to normal save for a couple of frayed spots where it had burst open before a number of times.

Now there was only one problem, there were no more cats. “I’ll have to get some more!” he declared loudly. There were no more around so there was only one thing left to do.

“May I go now?” he asked quite bluntly.