[center][b][h1]Minamoto-no-Yoshitsune[/h1][/b][/center]

[h2]En-Route to Eiffel Tower[/h2]

[i]“You got it, Master!”[/i] Yoshitsune responded.

Keeping her eyes open was no big trial, after all. Paris was a beautiful city, full of lights and charming old buildings. Even so, she remained focused on her master’s task, performing it long before her Master’s request. It wouldn’t do for… Agria to meet the same fate that she had. She was a stick in the mud, all things considered, but she was still oh-so-painfully human. And now, she was her lord, if only for the duration of this Holy Grail War.

…!

Something caught her eye. Her vision and thoughts sharpened and--

Ten figures, no doubt trapping and preparing the ground for combat operations. Which meant--!

As a figure jumping down at a speed too fast to see by most eyes, Minamoto-no-Yoshitsune [i]stepped forward. [/i]Drawing her sword in a perfect iado opening, a silver crescent came in between this [i]honorless cur’s[/i] blade and her master, directing it away.

[i]“Prepare yourself, Master! Only an Assassin would attack this way!”[/i]

As she thought this, she unleashed a flurry of blows, each one aimed to annihilate her opponent.

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