[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/qp9FfaF.png[/img][/center] [center][h2]Hibiya Park [s]Field[/s] Gouged Landscape , Chiyoda Ward[/h2][h3][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uphGnH_quGs]To Be Moonstruck[/url][/h3][/center] “Wah wah wah!” His spinning was worse than usual thanks to the prodigious strength of Rider. “You really pack a punch! Are you really a human?” he cried out as he watched the two take to the skies. “Ah… but, that’s not really jousting is it?” The disappointment was minor, but still something that filled his words as he watched Rider prepare his next onslaught. “Well, if that’s how it is it’ll still be a fight. I’ll take it as my win then! So how about the next course? The night just started after all.” As the arrows rained down he flew as well. His leap took him through the air, shining like a star as he made to meet Rider. But even with his sense, even with his speed, the lack of manuveribility was rather difficult. His twisting spear thrust at Rider whenever he got close, and otherwise batted and crushed arrow after arrow as he forced a straight on battle. His armor and own arms contesting the volleys of Rider. He crashed to the ground, and turned to leap again. Again and again chasing after Rider, as though he were trying to strike down the moon in the sky. But even if this target moved around more than the moon, it was a lot closer too. Again and again, chasing down the end he sought, the goal that honed his mind and magic energy. The tactic of Lancer was oh so simple in this case, but more and more he made the adjustments needed to chase closer and closer. The damage dealt was that to the battlefield, gouges ripped into it from his passing and the meteor-shower like arrows of Rider. The wounds of the park a testament to their strength, both in their blows, and in their defense from how neither suffered from these exchanges. “I hope that power isn’t in just one arm. I think your archery’s been hurt a bit from earlier!” This was the one!... Again Lancer took to the skies, flying up as a javelin towards the horse and Rider. Dozens of passes left the park burning, and the air crackling with energy as well. But all of them were fruitless, Lancer sure to be worn down by the two weights of his own self and Rider’s archery at this rate. But this time their paths intersected, this time Lancer’s eyes met that of Riders. “I wanted to have a jousting match, but you’re fun either way.” Ah, it wasn’t perfect, it wasn’t close enough. But even then he could strike, the tip of his weapon sweeping forth in a slash at Rider. Striking the horse? Such a thing never occurred to him, or rather wasn’t his plan in the first place. The man upon a horse, Rider. If he was to truly measure himself against it then he would have to face him with the protection of his horse. He’d have to apologize to his master later. But this wasn’t a battle to win… not yet. Besides, that strength… Well, he could probably survive an exchange of charges without restraints. But if that Rider had more like that, or even something beyond that? Then a charge that sought not to battle but to seek victory would likely cause a clash that would leave one in ruin, maybe both. So let’s fly, just a bit longer, you and I.