[h2][center]Western Farms[/center][/h2]

The tense standoff between the thief and paladin continued, the ball was in Jack's court as to whether or not he would return Durandal, whether he would try to run or stand his ground against two Servants at once, regardless of decision he would need to make it quickly if he was going to survive this tense encounter.

But the small bird that landed on the rubble of the destroyed mansion cared not for these all too human conflicts. It had a purpose today and that purpose had nothing to do with the humans that shouted and beat their chests in an attempt to show off their superiority. Indeed, its purpose today was to sift through this rubble and search for something, what it searched for it did not know. But it searched, picking through the rubble in an attempt to find what its Master wanted.

Another bird circled the ruins above, looking down on the environment and trying to pick out anything unusual from above. Teamwork at its finest, but somewhat unusual behavior for a bird. Ah well, its not like anyone had the time to muse on strange birds and their strange behaviors, not when it looked like a fight was brewing. What an unusual day.