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[h1][center][color=00aeef][b]Eat your Burger, Honda[/b][/color][/center][/h1]

[h2][center] Canal District, Arondissement 10, McDonald's[/center][/h2]

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Lancer was amazed by the sheer strength displayed by his foe. He thought to himself could this be the one he was looking for? Given servant's aura and mannerisms he could surmise this was one of the Berserkers in the game. His skill that allowed him to open a dialogue would be useless here.

Seeing the Berserker step into his guard he quickly hopped back out of her range and swiftly aimed a trio of strikes at her. 

He momentarily thought about retreating, but realised that his master would be left to contend with not only Berserker's master but the Berserker itself, which would spell demise for both of them. He had to keep this brute occupied for the time being.

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Meanwhile...

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[h1][center][color=ed1c24][b]Another Nosey Yank[/b][/color][/center][/h1]

[h2][center][color=ed1c24]Basement, Somewhere in the Foreign District...[/color][/center][/h2]

A fanciful mane with bleach white locks stared pensively at a cauldron before him. He didn't possess much information on any of the other 'competitors' which gave him some unease. No matter, so long as he acted with caution and only took calculated risks he could weather the oncoming storm and new information would be available to him. He waved a hand over his cauldron, dissipating the scrying spell he was using and started to make his way to the first floor of the building he was in. He passed by what looked like a normal statue of an eagle and stepped outside, feeling the cool night air on his skin.

[color=ed1c24]"Come companion, let us survey the battlefield for ourselves..."[/color]

He snapped his fingers and the eagle suddenly came to life, flying throught the air and landing on his arm. He smiled and gave the metallic bird a pet, however this construct was not the companion he was calling upon...




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