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[sup][i]Latin District - Northern Sector, Alleyway[/i][/sup]
[center][h1]Yazhu Hua[/h1][/center]
[sub][center]Mentions: Tristan ([@KoL]), Ywain ([@SSW]), Noon ([@Danchou])[/center][/sub]
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The speed at which the Servants darted through her alley was alarming, the inertia they carried bringing forth a strong wind that could even be felt on her position in the emergency ladder. A very clear demonstration of just how far past humans the Heroic Spirits were and how she stood no chance against them. As such, Yazhu spent a couple more seconds in hiding to decrease the chances of the fearsome Saber turning around once he spotted her. Both him and Tristan were knights, but Yazhu couldn't be sure if their honor would be upheld when she could pose a threat to Ywain's Master, the person she was waiting for to appear. It would be a risky situation, but it was the only chance of victory both her and her Servant had in this situation: She had to eliminate the enemy Master as quick and effectively as she could. That meant killing him, and to do so she'd need to get the jump on him. 

Yazhu closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The distant fight was drowned by the instant feral claws pierced flesh. Muscles and skin were torn open. Energy began to course through Yazhu's body. A single mutter came from her lips: [color=a187be]"Four Symbols: White Tiger"[/color]. The energy was redirected. The curse was applied twofold. Her limbs and body became like iron. Yazhu opened her eyes; the world was clear once again. Less than a few seconds had passed and now the chinese woman waited for her rival to arrive. She was ready for him to take him down.