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[h1]Jack
Foreign District[/h1][/center]

The blade sunk into flesh, tearing and ripping, as the saw dragged along skin. The feral grin on Jack’s face widened as his blade finished it’s arc, only for it to falter as Roland turned and faced him with ease, finishing his action and blowing the horn at him.

For a bit, the world was quiet.

[quote=@Reflection][center][i][b][h3][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XDvuAYySJj0]BWEEEEEEEEEEM![/url][/h3][/b][/i][/center][/quote]

Then it transformed into a literal wall of force in the form of noise, blasted out and sending Jack flying off. Though he managed to land semi-gracefully, directing his fall to avoid rubble and fire, he still stumbled slightly on getting back up on the cobbled path. The unexpected blast had distracted him, thrown him off course, and strangely enough, something foreign, a heavy weight weighing down on him as a burden. A skill or Noble Phantasm of his foe, then. Likely the latter with how the Horn seemed more grandiose and the effect was lingering. Shaking his head, he looked up and witnessed as a new servant, a diminutive girl with horns come crashing down on his mark, and yet [i]another[/i] servant, a man far above flung bolts of thunder down.

[@Froppy][@floodtalon]

Jack’s eyes flashed as he scanned the newly transformed battlefield, watching as the lightning slammed down around Roland, reducing his own radius of movement, as he was forcibly locked into combat with the horned girl. Taking in a breath, he decided to take advantage of the honestly miraculous event that had just fallen into his lap. Opportunism was the name of the game, as they say.

[b]“Theft of the Heavens!”
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A ball of light shines in the hand of Jack as another engulfed Roland. With how many assistants Jack had now, if this didn't work now, it never would. 

It was time for a game of chance.