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

[color=a187be]"Fu...Fu hu hu~"[/color]

She obliged the samurai's push, stepping back further and further.

“It’s all I’ll ever need for the likes of you.”

A step, and her enemy moved faster, as if she too had mastered the art of distance. Just for a moment, it seemed she won, wide cuts, and deadly wounds appearing on Hanzo, before the illusion dissipated, and only her clothes remained. The cicada shell technique, easy enough for a ninja of her caliber to use. And the last trick was...

The clothing exploded, filling the area once more with thick smoke. 

[color=f6989d]"Hmph. And even with your training, you still lose sight of yourself. Do you really call yourself samurai?"[/color]

The Saber's own voice rang out in the smoke, before the final stages of Hanzo's plan moved into motion. Having already prepped the land before, the ground around the Saber exploded rapidly, throwing shrapnel and poisonous smoke in the air, as two ninja jumped towards the Master, swords drawn. 

Hanzo however, didn't remain to see the results of her plan, leaving it to her ninjas to observe and retreat if needed to. She herself was retreating, figuring she had pushed her luck far enough for tonight. The other Servants might or might not take advantage of this and start more fights. She could feel a few more in the area before she retreated, but those should be left for her underlings for now.

[color=a187be][i]"I'm retreating for now, Master. I am sorry."[/i][/color]

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