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[h2][i]The Core[/i]
[s][i]Operation Chase[/i][/s]
Vs. Combatant: [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JSiRVY_Kmx4]Assassin[/url][/h2]
[h3]Eiffel Tower, Core District[/h3]
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[@BlueHelix][@GreenGoat] : Observers ([@Sunglass] / [@The World][ ) 
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The combat seemed to be heating up, and Agria still knew that too much distance from her servant would be the death of her as she kept her distance set close enough to be defended, and so as the two servants locked arms in that dance of combat that most if not all servants should be so intimate with, Yes it was interesting most certainly to see them outsmart each other in each dance as talking the unspoken language of combat.

Of course that didn't mean that Agria was completely memorised by the dance. She was already beginning to draw her familiars back to the core in order to scout for other masters or servants. A small thought nagging at the back of her temples that there was no way this fight in such a 'public' spot would go unnoticed by the other masters. 

In fact she could feel as if eyes were observing her from a distance, a new arrival was studying the frey. Of course she could only give a glance, as she noticed the bearded gentleman just standing there [i]Menacingly[/i] under the lamplight. Servant most definitively, 

Indeed this confirmed it. Other servants were most definitively being drawn to this commotion. and thus she had her senses honed on her immediate vicinity. Her primary concern was not allowing herself to be slain so early. Death wasn't a worry. But failure most certainly was. Though her chances of survival were looking grim if there was even a fraction of a chance that the enemy assassin was 'friends' with this newcomers. She hoped Yoshitsune knew of grim possibility also.