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On a Roof in Miyama Town --> Tohsaka Manor
[@Sageage][@Cu Chulainn][@Seirei No Hai][@Kyoka][/center]

Roland adjusted his cloak once more, doing his best to hide the bleeding. His hand brushed against the spot where blood dripped along his armor, and he pulled away so that he could look to Olivier. [color=00a99d]"It's nothing. Just a little poison and a missing arm."[/color] He said, though it seemed like he didn't even believe that. "[color=00a99d]My uncle won't be happy about it. What a farce. A paladin, losing his arm and sword and in one motion."[/color] He laughed, but it was clear he wasn't laughing at the humor of the situation. [color=00a99d]"We should-"[/color]

[color=fff200]"If you all have come here looking for a battle, I will warn you that you didn't bring enough men!"[/color]

[color=00a99d]"Naturally, we have her. We don't need more men."[/color] Roland laughed, gesturing to the other Saber class servant on his side. It probably wasn't wise to tease the other servant, but considering Roland's current state, it was a terrible idea. Thankfully, it seemed Olivier did know what to say, and they were expected.

Roland rolled his eyes at the needless show of strength. But he was indeed jealous. He saw that strength, and despite all this, he wanted to fight this man. This other 'saber' servant was a true warrior. A true obstacle. Once he retrieved his sword, he knew without a doubt that he would fight this man. He wanted to fight another hero, and prove to his master that he wasn't weak. Maybe that was just his bruised ego talking. 

[color=00a99d]"You don't need to show off."[/color] Roland grumbled out, leaning onto Olivier for support.