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[h2][color=gold]Black Rider[/color][/h2]
[h3][i]’NEMETON’[/i], Miyama Town[/h3]
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Rider raised an eyebrow at the young Lancer's response, having rushed on over so quickly. [i]So there's more than one Lancer in this war, then,[/i] Rider thought, to himself, as he observed his opponent carefully. The first thing that Rider noted, aside from his apparent age, was that his opponent looked like some sort of simpleton. Lancer's lance was just some stick that didn't look like anything special, and his attire was just a set of simple robes, a far cry from the exquisite arms of the previous Lancer that he faced. In other words, Rider deducted that his opponent definitely wasn't anyone special. As a matter of fact, Rider was actually annoyed that he was facing a child. His expectations for this war began to sour.

[color=gold]"Very well, then, Lancer. I will 'play' with you, then."[/color] Grunting, Rider crossed his arms, not hiding the annoyance on his face. Rider didn't do well with kids. Throughout his adventures, he's had to deal with the children of his allies before, and he hated it. He even threatened to eat them, at one point. Rider's hatred of children has gone so far and beyond that he even avoided having an heir of his own, allowing his dynasty and blood to die with him. The fact that he had been challenged by a child, especially one that looked like a [i]commoner[/i], filled him with anger.

[color=gold]"I came here because I expected a true challenge between heroes, not some trivial nonsense,"[/color] Rider noted, uncrossing his arms and allowing his shield to manifest in his off-hand, [color=gold]"so unless you'd like to set your own terms for the challenge, Boy Lancer, then I'd rather get this over with so I can be on my way."[/color] The next thing to manifest in Rider's hand was an expertly crafted blade, a blade that could be considered as [i]the finest[/i] to be ever crafted from a certain bladesmith. Crafted for this particular smith's son to become a knight, if it weren't for its shortened edge, it would indeed be fitting to call this sword worthy of a knight's hands. To Rider, however, he found it quite ironic that he would be using this weapon against this particular Lancer. A commoner challenger deserves to be felled by a commoner's blade, after all.