[center][h1]Neophyte of the Mountain[/h1][/center]
[center][h2]Hassans Present: Asako, Inaya, Zayd, Gozour, Macour[/h2][/center]
[center][h3]The Assassins descend upon the battlefield[/h3][/center]

The fight had been quite remarkable for what it was. It was quite spectacular to see servants going at it, watching as each one tried to outmatch the other in combat. It was also vital info in order to garner a measure of potential targets of interest. "Woah!" Inaya, the young Hassan would say in amazement as she watched the fighting. Much to the happiness of both Asako and the White Haired Homonculus whom were both smiling content at both the relaxation of the scenario and the fact that the innocent child Hassan was still having fun. 

Looking at to the stands at the two other hassans present, Gozour and Macour, They were both concealing themselves in a thick trenchcoat and hat combination, it wasn't the best of disguises but the neophyte had came to the conclusion that at least some sort of normal outfit would be better for making the people around them less uncomfortable...

Then of course everything had to turn for the worse...

The Shadows spilling over from the stadiums roof would of caught many of guard, In fact it did. The Neophyte was completely unaware until Asako would stand, Mask on, and block the first strike, becoming almost immediately preoccupied with dealing with this first attacker. The other two Hassans would tied up for the moment but were trying to fight their way over. Black coats against black shadows. Inaya would be scared of the sudden bloodshed.

"Macour! Get over here immediately, Get Inaya to safety and call for help!" The Neophyte would yell at the top of her lungs. Hoping her voice would carry over to the hassan amidst all the fighting. Turning quickly she barked a second perhaps more important order. "Gozour! Get over here and clear a path!". Wait where was Zayd.

[i]Woosh[/i] The flicker of steel deflected by another similar flicker as the two thrown projectiles clammered to the floor beside her, as Zayd leapt over to join Ayako in protecting his master. His accuracy with his rocks unparreled, He'd prevent any stray projectiles from finding their mark. 

"Master! Focus!" Ayako would say as she went to deal with the projectile wielding wrath. Inaya still clutching to her side scared of the fighting. Gozour forcing his way over through powerful punch after powerful punch, Leaping powerfully over and hammer-punching any beneath him as he punched away a large Shadow from his masters flank before it had a moment to charge, leaping at the next shadow immediately in a combat-frenzy.

Macour meanwhile was leaping across, dodging all the fighting and commotion as much as he could, before leaping in to pick up Inaya, Continuing his mad-dash with the child hassan. Leaping up and over. If any Hassan could make it safely by just running as fast as possible, it was Macour the Quick, the fastest Hassan personality.  

The neophyte took a long breath and throw off her mystic eye killers.  At once her senses would be assaulted with information, each movement, each subtle flick of the wrist. Each fast moving projectile as if moving like still-frames as the information poured into her mind like a clear-set of photographs. She didn't know if she could fight these shadows herself. Let alone kill them herself, but with her eyes she could monitor the flow of the fight better then anyone, and hopefully with that she could secure time enough to get to the exit... Or at least until the rest of her 'family' came

She hoped they would be here quick...


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