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[h2]Shuten Douji, Foreign District
-Sailing Through the Air-[/h2][/center]

As the real target moved Berserker's blade met the massive war elephant's armor with a shrieking of sparks as it scraped across the surface, but that was all it only scraped the surface. Shuten landed in a crouch atop the beast's back, tilting her head in genuine surprise as she saw the lack of a gaping wound across it's back. "[color=a187be]...Eh...?[/color]" For something to not crumple pathetically beneath the terrible might of Mount Ooe's king was mystifying, especially when it hadn't even done anything but sit there.

Berserker wouldn't be deterred by one failed attack though, that wasn't the nature of a demon at all! She spun the sword around in her grip, point down, and gripped it firmly with both hands, making ready to drive the tip into the wedge in the armour her first blow had made, but the second blow never came. The elephant bucked up, a maneuver that Shuten anticipated but not with such force, and the little Oni went sailing through the air much to her chagrin without ever striking a second blow. 

Thud, bounce, thud, roll, roll, bounce, thud, roll, groan. She came to a stop a few dozen feet of her initial touchdown. "[color=a187be]Uwah... I told you pachyderms were dangerous little girl...[/color][color=9e0b0f] but demons...[/color]" She grumbled as she rose to her feet, dusting herself off and slinging her sword over-shoulder. While she was certainly no worse for wear this was something of an embarrassment, even as a berserker Shuten prided herself on moving with a certain savage grace that rolling about in the dirt was most certainly not conducive to. 

She stared murderously at Rider, now sporting some kind of wings it seemed. Even with the countenance of an angel the servant itself didn't worry Berserker but that mount... Her malevolent glare turned into a smile, wide and toothy. "[color=9e0b0f]...Demons...[/color] [color=a187be]Are capricious fufufu~![/color]" The fire was spreading fast and elephants were slow. Shuten had decided this whole situation could sort itself out, it was offiicaly below the notice of the king of Oni.

 When she spoke again it was up towards the sky, ignoring Rider entirely. "[color=a187be]Sweetheart, I've grown boooored and it's getting hoooot! We're leaving now![/color]" With her whining complete Berserker leapt into the sky towards her airborne ally, tucking her legs up to her chest as she locked into a direct collision course with Archer. Even if she was by far the faster of the two she wanted to be the one getting carried this time (and besides, Shuten didn't have disengage unlike a certain somebody).

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