[h2]Laetitia[/h2]

"... right, don't eat it all before the first fight's even over, we don't want to miss anything," Laetitia said, shaking her head as she pocketed the change from Arturia's buying spree. Honestly, how did someone so small pack away so much food? Had she been like this in life; a bottomless pit that seemed to have no end to how much she was able to eat? The food might not have been as good but would anybody have been surprised by the king packing away an entire boar and then continuing to go through the rest of a feast?

"So, do you think either of them is likely to lose?" the taller blonde asked, picking a seat with a good sight of the fighting and glancing between the two. Someone like Chiron ought to have a good chance, right?

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[h2]Sir Lancelot[/h2]

There was, in fact, something that the Knight of the Lake had to do before he followed Chiron and Bradamante to the battlefield: borrow a phone and make a simple call. It would be a poor Servant that went into battle without warning his Master of the fact, and confirm that using the full measure of his ability would impose no undue problems on their activities.

At least it seemed there would be no need to warn the authorities to be on the lookout for Merlin's brand of amusement.

With permission given to utilise his Noble Phantasm, Lancelot took a few moments to wonder if Tristan could actually be considered to be [i]watching[/i] the fights before heading to the arena floor proper and demonstrating his seriousness: a golden, holy sword, longer than the king was tall and shining with its own light.

"Begin when you feel ready," he said. Although giving Bradamante the first move was conceding an advantage, he felt more than capable to win regardless... and to attack someone so excited before they were prepared would be an improper display of his skills. Chiron would no doubt be disappointed at such an uninformative bout.

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[h2]Alkyrieaze von Einzbern[/h2]

"Well, then, this is certainly unexpected..." Alkyrieaze said, dropping the wire and backing off quite hastily. This torrent of magical energy... was something interfering with command seals, or was this really the most incompetent magus to have ever had the misfortune to be born into the world? They were supposed to be a completely foolproof system, with the power to back it, and although Servants were able to [i]resist[/i], something close to the level of Magic was pretty idiot-proof. "Altera, don't hold back; you can destroy the buildings."

Being unexpectedly pushed onto the defensive by a [i]Berserker[/i] didn't seem to bother the machine-like Saber's expression one bit, replying to her Master's command with a simple "Understood." In any case, not having to hold back to prevent collateral damage was definitely more in line with the destroyer's abilities. 

With Alkyrieaze providing additional mana, there was no reason to hold back on funnelling power through the emblems adorning her body, pushing the Saber's attributes even further as she pushed back--her blows not only stronger and faster, but the destructive blade itself releasing bursts of ice, flame, and even streams of mana resembling lasers with each blow as she countered the offensive with one of her own--and one far more controlled than a madman's berserk assault.

The buildings around were starting to suffer for it, though.