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[h2][color=gold]Black Rider[/color][/h2]
[h3]Einzbern Forest[/h3]
[@Paradox Witch][@Crusader Lord][@Kyuuzen]
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Saber had almost instantaneously appeared in front of Rider before he could complete his attack, much to his surprise. While he was already aware of the pressure being placed on him from Saber's command, he was still used to moving at speeds [i]faster[/i] than his opponent. The only man he wasn't confident in beating at such speeds was his established rival, and even then, he was still able to move fast enough to defend against his blows. When up against Saber, however, it felt as if his energy had been sapped away from him. Rider realized he was truly facing a man worthy of the influence he had in life.

As soon as their swords were about to clash, Rider had indeed saw it. The opening afforded to him. To his steed, Falke, who was nevertheless too slow to reach that window, still made its way to join the battle, regardless, as if following its prince's intuition to the letter. To Rider, though, he knew that as soon as he would turn this fight into that of close quarters, his opponent would easily turn this to his advantage. Indeed, Rider had expected that a man as worldly as Lucius Tiberius would be skilled in the martial arts of countless lands under the control of his empire. Rider knew that fighting a master of just [i]one[/i] was already a mistake, so closing in for the legs was a mistake. As a matter of fact, anything that his instincts would sense that wasn't an assured kill was something Rider would choose to ignore.

Instead, Rider started to move back, intercepting the attacks from Saber with his blade and evading his opponent's blows whenever he can. As soon as their blades clashed, Rider was in awe of Saber's sheer power, something that no mere human could ever achieve. It was in Rider's best intent to find a way to stop this battle as soon as possible, but he knew he couldn't just out-strength his opponent. While Rider continued to make a fighting retreat in order to try and retake the range that he had, he-

[i]... Wait, no. That strength, that speed... That isn't how to go about it at all.[/i]

[i]This man... Lucius Tiberius... he was no man. He was a [color=red]beast.[/color][/i]

[center][b]Monster Breaker[/b]: [color=red][u]ACTIVE[/u][/color][/center]

The man know as Lucius Tiberius was, indeed, an ordinary man in life, who was still extraordinary in strength. Indeed, to best [i]Arturus[/i], a king with a similar draconic nature to Rider, in feats of strength and arms was nothing to scoff at. As a Servant, however, his Saint Graph is forcibly altered to match in physical capabilities, exceeding that which a normal human can accomplish. In other words, Saber's existence could be considered as [i]beyond human[/i], entering the realm of a beast. And to Rider, who has fought and killed much stronger beasts to the point of genocide, this strength was something he was too used to.

In fact, it only hardened his resolve. And his anger.

[center][color=red][b]"I WILL RIP OFF THAT DAMNED ARM OF YOURS AND FEED IT TO MY HORSE, SWORD EMPEROR!"[/b][/color][/center]

Rider had begun to focus on avoiding his blows, using a mix of skill and his own inhuman speed. This didn't stop his opponent from being faster than him, but Rider's very body was ingrained with fighting against such speeds. Rider also felt that these countless blows were made not with any skill in mind, but as a showcase of power. It made complete sense to Rider, knowing of this man's arrogance, and who would blame Saber for showing off, anyway? With the strength of a giant, one could have anything they so wished, and could just strike down those who say otherwise.

As Rider would know best out of anyone, however, attacking with such strength had its own caveats; ones that he could take advantage of. As soon as his instincts, honed to monstrous men such as Saber, had sensed the specific opening he was looking for, Rider made his attack. Rider jumped back and, with a burst of magical energy, swung Mimung with as much strength as he could muster against Florent with the intent of breaking the blade. What should be notable about this blow, however, was that Rider swung [i]with[/i] the direction Florent was swinging at, rather than [i]against[/i] it, as a means of throwing Saber off through the momentum of his own swing. It was an attack meant to fight off against opponents with the strength of giants, using the weight of their own heavy blows against them.

[color=red][b]"Behold, giant... the ground!"[/b][/color]

Not even a second Rider had completed his attack, Falke had finally made its charge from behind Saber, fired up with the same monster-slaying instincts that shared with its own rider. Launching itself forward, Falke threw a kick at Saber's back with the same kick it had used to kill one who could be considered a [i]Hero[/i] among Giants. Of course, to Saber, who had sported similar instincts to his opponent, he could easily turn around and deal with Falke easily, assuming he could afford opening himself to Rider.

Either way, Rider lunged Mimung forward while Falke ducked its head, aiming right for the Sword Emperor's heart.