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[b]Oni no Hanzo[/b]
Eiffel Tower - Core District[/color][hr]

There it was.

It was not an unexpected move, nor was it unwelcome that they simply dispersed the poisonous smoke, and charged towards her. And while her sword skills were impressive, Hanzo had more than just experience under her belt.

She inhaled, before a simple spear with a long blade at the end materialized in her hand, and changed her movements.

No, by now she seemed more like a lancer, and even with the Saber's terrifying skills and those wind that buffeted her, she stood her ground, straining her skills to the limit to even dodge and parry with her own blows while she moved backwards slowly. But even then, that small gentle smile never left her face, as if this was nothing but a small discourse over tea and cakes. 

Just a small opening in the Saber's swing, and she simply [i]stepped[/i] aside, disappearing from even this Servant's view, and reappeared to the side, thrusting the spear head like lightning towards their chest utilizing the spear's full range. 

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