[h2]Saber - Benienma[/h2]

It was the outcome she had expected, even if she had hoped for something else.

"... So be it," Benienma replied, simply, lowering her small frame as she squared her stance, grip tightening slightly on the hilt of her katana. Immediately the Berserker, body bloodied and injured, had lunged forward. His assault wasn't without skill... but she would demonstrate to him just what a Guardian and Judge of Hell was capable of.

The motion was smooth, and occurred in the blink of an eye. Indeed, were he watching, it was unlikely Jason would be able to understand just what had occurred. The diminutive redhead had drawn her blade and swung it in an arc, clashing with and deflecting Hijikata's own weapon in a shower of sparks. Using her own momentum, ponytail trailing behind her, Benienma rotated. Indeed, she was using her blade as leverage to push herself around and behind her opponent, between him and the boy he had effectively kidnapped.

Her platform geta skidded across the ground for a moment, and she smoothly sheathed her blade just as she had drawn it, hand still on the hilt.

"Behold, Hijikata Toshizo," she began, "This is the battoujutsu of Benienma dechi!"

There was a backdraft through the alley as she rocketed forward, launching herself directly towards her opponent at top speed, hand moving to draw her blade and cut through him in a single motion! She was not so arrogant to believe she had guaranteed success, but she had to attempt to make this strike deadly, to limit the danger to any nearby civilians!

[@PKMNB0Y]

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[h2]Saber- Arturia Pendragon, Kobayashi Seria, and Bradamante[/h2]

Lancelot's performance was just as she had expected. Arturia knew that the skilled display was nothing more then what she always knew the knight to be capable of. During the days of the Knights of the Round table, he had time and time demonstrated his incredible capabilities in combat over and over. And so, the manner in which he countered Bradamante's assault was exactly what she had thought she was about to see. Lancelot was well-versed in such things, after all.

Mordred's assault was more wild and careless. In all honesty, that was just was Arturia had expected as well. However... even if it was crude, it seemed that the red Knight was not without some measure of thought in her assault. Using misdirection by empowering her weapon(for a moment, Arturia truly had worried that Mordred was about to lose her temper and try and use her Noble Phantasm, something she would have jumped in immediately to prevent) then instead using a strike from the pommel showed thought and strategy, rather than pure recklessness.

It wasn't as if Chiron's comments were untrue, however.

Seria could no longer contain herself. After [i]that[/i] display, after the way in which Mordred had specifically addressed her, the manner in which the knight had declared how she would show her power for her sake... the pigtailed girl just couldn't stay quiet any longer. How could she, after all?

After having been silent all this time...

"GO GET HIM, MORDRED!" cried Seria, thrusting her fist into the air and leaping out of her seat as she did.

Bradamante, on the other hand, immediately noticed the small gape in Lancelot's defenses. Had he really left that there without realizing...? No, no there was no way she could ignore it! To do anything less would be disrespectful to the Knight of the Lake, wouldn't it!? Using her shield to keep a barrier between herself and her opponent, the unusual star-shape held up and at an angle, the paladin threw herself forward with a thrust of her spear!

[@Raineh Daze][@KoL]