[h2][center]Kazamyr Silvestrov[/center][/h2]
The crow familiar fluttered up into the air as Rider moved to engage, its wings allowing it an ideal vantage point from which to observe the battle of the two ancient warriors. If he was obeying Kazamyr's command it was unlikely that Rider would be going all-out from the beginning, but this would still be a good chance to gauge the capabilities of both his own servant and that of his would-be ally.

And they didn't disappoint.

Back in his car, the freelancer quietly whistled. Rider and Assassin were supposed to be two of the weaker classes in terms of physical attributes, but even so, they were well beyond anything a human could accomplish. [i]Enough to make mincemeat of me, should I try to take them on directly...[/i] He scratched his chin. As he'd thought, it would be best to steer well clear of Servants, and let Rider handle the bulk of the fighting. Kaz himself would need to watch for isolated Masters, and try and take them out from a distance. Perhaps he could do something about that Japanese girl whilst Assassin was distracted... but no. A compromise with that one could be useful, and that jump she'd made to get clear of the fight had been impressive. That, and if the fast-moving Assassin did take notice of his approach, there'd be no escaping her.

Instead, he busied himself with Assassin's identity. Rider seemed to be holding her off for now, but her technique would provide a few hints. [i]Japanese sword, female, blindingly fast footwork. An Onna-bugeisha, maybe?[/i] He pulled up a web browser and entered a few of the terms, skimming the results while he kept his attention on the fight. Nothing seemed to be matching up just yet, but if Rider could push her a little further, perhaps he'd catch a giveaway...