Through the Proxy Master, Katherine watched the fight. This Assassin was not what she expected, to think one could be summoned that wielded guns. She wouldn't last long against Berserker. As for the Master... Her eyes didn't see any... wait. One of her familiars pinged something, one of the many carefully bred insects of her garden. Interesting little things, able to spread pollen among her lovelies without becoming a snack. She focused and saw a blue haired man watching the battle below. The native looking man beside him drew a bow.  Katherine felt a sneer coming on.  
[i]Berserker, the building across from you, they're aiming arrows at you. Pull Assassin into the building out of their line of site, or better yet throw her into the line of fire. Either way end the fight with her, with finality. I'll provide some distractions.[/i]

Through her proxy, Katherine whispered a single command. Those among her pawns still alive began focusing fire on the Assassin while the dead began to contort. Bulges in their dead flesh appeared, and grew very quickly until they burst. Gore splattered the pavement as vines covered in curved thorns. At an unnatural speed the vines grew and lashed out at the Assassin's back, intent to hold her in place. Graspers, an inelegant name, but one her Mother had passed down to her. A cruel sort of plant, that latches onto any warmth in its reach, a defense mechanism as the vines are delicious. It grasps anything living, pumps it full of paralytic venom, and waits for that thing to stop living before releasing it. Might not kill the Assassin but it would distract her for sure. 

 @King Cosmos @Epsir