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[sup][sup][i]Tristan -- The Knight of Lamentation[/i][/sup][/sup][/h3][b]Current Location:[/b] Latin District -- Alleyway Clash[hr][/center]
Tristan lowered his head slightly when he saw that Ywain didn't change his tactics, just his weapon.

Range... wasn't the deciding factor here. It was speed.

Not only was Tristan naturally more fleet of foot, his armor build around the idea of mobility, his natural skill as a hunter and bowman, and above it, the advantage granted to him by his class. All of them came together to turn this into a fight where, as long as he could keep himself away from Ywain, victory would be his. His defenses wouldn't last for much longer, not when he was making a point of running face-first into every of Tristan's attacks and, when the protection of his rings faded, it would be just a matter of moments before Ywain's final trump card would show itself, and then...

Tristan's plan as he weaved and turned around the alleys and backstreets,  never stopping for a moment in his offensive retreat, was simple. Playing the long game, forcing Ywain to overextend, depend on his Noble Phantasms, draining his endurance and mana, and then burn through his Master's own. After all, Tristan had two advantages here too. Not only did Independent Action afford him the means to fight on his own without taxing Yazhu too much, but also the fact that Failnaught is an economical weapon that wasn't even being used in its full power yet.

Ywain was being careless and that would certainly cost him the victory or at least to his Master.
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