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On a Roof in Miyama Town - Fighting Jack 
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Roland was on the top of a roof. Already establish. The thing about roofs is, they're usually pretty tiled. And tiles, if you run on them, are loud. They have a distinct noise to boot. It's not the sound of running on a cobbled pavement. No, that's harder to distingush when people are running about. Second, the jump required to get up onto the roof. It was the sudden clatter of the tiles that alerted Roland of the arrival of another servant. After all, who else could, or even would make the jump onto a rooftop? Then there was the clattering. Sure he was focused on his horn, but there was no fool alive who could miss the sound of a full blown sprint going on behind him. 

Thankfully, it was Roland's cape that helped him out here. That long, flowing cape that drifted down to his legs. It was good for more than just looking good. It hid his body from those standing behind him. In the moment where Jack was closest, Roland leapt. Flipping actually. The other servant was shorter, something he had guessed from the distance between the sounds of the strides on the rooftop. His cape blocked Jack's view, and as Roland had been standing on the edge, that was where Jack would be as Roland landed, his own speed rather phenomenal despite it all. In fact, he'd say he and Jack were matched for speed. But no sword swing could move faster than what Roland did next.

His hands were still on his Oliphant. His lips pressed against it. Roland landed on the roof, the tiles cracking beneath his feet. His cheeks puffed. In a matter of time that was less than a second from when Jack attacked, Roland was attacking on his own. The true name of his weapon already spoken, he breathed into it...

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Had he been standing on the edge like he had planned, the building he stood upon would have been fine. But with Jack in front of him, the shockwave was deafening. In an instant, fast as sound itself... NO, Faster! A sonic boom! The entire area in front of Roland was a blast zone. Should it hit, the force of the Oliphant would knock Jack back. Back, into the burning house and into the cursed flames. The ground below Jack's feet splintered, leaving him with nothing to stand on, nothing to kick off of. Only the fire to catch him.

There were no words. Despite his nature, Roland had a goal to accomplish. It was a shame that Jack may be a casualty of it.