[h2]𝙼𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝙷𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚖𝚒[/h2]
Hifumi eyed the Servant that appeared before her with a combination of curiosity and doubt. His appearance was different from what she imagine, but not as wild as some of the other Heroic Spirits that her "allies" called upon. Perhaps, he had been called forth in a form that represented the days of his youth? Well, Servants are supposed to come in the form that's their "prime", so it's only natural for them to look young no matter what.

Even so.

"Your name, huh? If you are sure of that, then I have no problem doing it," Hifumi answered first, cocking her head to the side. Was that supposed to be a test? As far as she knew not any other hero was supposed to own that Noble Phantasm, even if others could indeed summon and control the same Phantasmal Beast it was associated with.

"There's only one Legendary Soul that has been given this bridle by none other than the Goddess Athena, one of the oldest monster slayers of the Greek Age of the Gods. Of course, you can't be anyone else other than the Rider of the Pegasus, Bellerophon," Hifumi finally said. There was no way her answer could be wrong, despite her Master's intuition telling her the contrary when she looked at him—perhaps thanks to the effect of a skill—there was no way that this would be no one other than him.
[h2]𝙰𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚛 - 𝙰𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊[/h2]
"Very well then, my arrows shall be thine from this time forward," Archer said as she looked at her Master. However, her attention was immediately swayed by the mention of a certain Heroic Spirit's name. She didn't speak anything yet but certainly that bridle could only belong to one man, if the stories Atalanta heard were right.

"If thou wishes to plot with thy allies, I'm willing to listen. However, we should get going to the grounds of the Holy Grail War as fast as possible. There's no point in discussing anything here if we have a whole travel ahead of us to do so," she said, looking towards her Master before staring at the Rider once again.