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[h2][color=gold]Black Rider[/color][/h2]
[h3]Einzbern Forest Outskirts, Miyama[/h3]
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[@Breo][@Phonic][@Crusader Lord]
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Lancer had assumed that Rider was a Saber. It means that his Master's plan was working, so far. That assumption, along with Lancer's own confidence almost brought a smile to Rider's face. Seeing cockiness to that degree meant one of two things to Rider: that either his opponent was a fool who was looking to die, or that his opponent was a fool who could match his strength. Either way, Rider knew well that his night was about to get interesting just from the look in the fool's eye-

[center][color=gold][i]W-what?! Impossible![/i][/color]

[b]Mana Burst[/b]: A[/center]

With a burst of prana through his shield arm, Rider raised his shield up to meet Lancer's blow, ducking down to make sure the shield protected his head and neck. While his instincts have already informed him that Lancer was going to charge, that burst of speed was just... [i]ridiculous.[/i] It's as if Lancer, himself, was a shooting star, an arrow fired by one of the greatest of Archers aimed for his neck. Whoever his opponent was, he must have been the fastest of his era, if not of all time, narrowing his identity down to a handful. That being said, this speed was going to obviously be a problem, and both Rider's instincts and common sense directed him to attack one place; his legs.

Rider took a step forward, lowering himself further into almost a kneeling position into Lancer's guard before swinging his sword towards his inner thigh and keeping his shield up to ensure that his head and neck remained protected. Unless Lancer's spear sported similar qualities to that traitor's sword, Rider trusted that his armor was able to protect him from an attack directed anywhere else, allowing him to focus on defending his vitals. Quickly following the swing was a bash from his shield as Rider lunged forward, sending another blast of prana to his shield with the intent of blasting Lancer back and letting his blade slide clean through his hamstring.

If his attack were successful, then Rider would have disabled one of Lancer's legs for the remainder of the fight. If Lancer's speed were truly his own, it would work at a limited effectiveness now that one of his legs has been taken out, which leaves Rider to only really worry about the strikes of his weapon. Keeping his shield up, Rider awaited his opponent's next strike, or [i]strikes[/i] would probably be more accurate given his speed, now taking to account the sheer swiftness of Lancer's movements. Truly, this fool was indeed one that might prove a match for the likes of the [i]Decimating Dragon King.[/i]