[h2][center]Kazamyr Silvestrov[/center][/h2]
[i]Accept their alliance, or end this now?[/i]

Kazamyr chewed on one fingernail, thinking hard. Based on Rider's words, the Servant seemed confident he could end his opponent. To go all-out now could mean taking out an enemy early on... But on the other hand, escalating the battle here would mean unleashing Noble Phantasms. They still didn't know what Assassin's was, and using Rider's would almost certainly give away his identity to any observers. While Kazamyr doubted there were Masters in this war who could match his skill in crafting familiars, there were many ways to gather information, and the other pairings would almost certainly be out searching tonight.

Even then he might have made the sacrifice, but his words before had been honest. Assassin [i]had[/i] been able to hold her own against Rider's physical abilities, and even if she might be weaker than most Servants, that speed of hers could be useful in going after enemy Masters. [i]Ah, it would be satisfying to see her crushed... but imagine what we could do, working in concert![/i]

The two crows circling above erupted into a series of harsh [i]caw[/i]s, that rained down from the night like laughter. One of them landed once more on the brim of Rider's shield. [i]"I'm satisfied,"[/i] it croaked, [i]"I wouldn't want to push you too mush so early on. Besides, for a sneaking killer, this one seems strong!"[/i] 

The other familiar alighted on a lamppost near the Assassin's Master. [i]"Fine. We'll cooperate."[/i] It tilted its head to one side, balefully observing the young woman. [i]"I know where Caster and her Master are. Shall we go and kill them? Or perhaps Lancer?"[/i]

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