[center][color=lightpink][h2][b]William Flur[/b][/h2][i]Battle Royale, Round One! Ready, Go![/i][/color][/center][hr]

[color=lightpink][b]"Don't worry, don't worry! You're the best Berserker around! And the only way to get to me is to go through you, so all in all I'd say we're doing just fine! Besides, how many people could possibly show hmm? You saw those fireworks earlier, I bet everyone is going towards those-"[/b][/color]

It was almost surprising how quickly people had shown up after making his declaration, from the mad booze soaked demon crashing into the earth like a cruise missile, to the young boy with the sword and his Master who had just shown, it would seem he had attracted more attention than he had meant to with his little message! [color=lightpink][b]"Ah. Whoops! I guess a lot of people showed."[/b][/color] William muttered quietly as he dispelled the message in the sky, the flower petals scattering into the wind and dispersing all over the city.

Oh my, those stats on the Oni were quite something. Master's Clairvoyance was quite the handy thing, to be able to somewhat accurately judge an opponent at merely a glance was very helpful in considering just how difficult a fight would be. For William, these "stats" showed in the intensity of a flower's color. Her Luck, it's color was quite lackluster, a dull flower that would only be present on a pauper's table, poorly watered and wilting. But every other stat? Simply dazzling, a wide array of beautiful hues that could only be present in the garden of the richest man on Earth! Her Strength and Mana surpassed even that, being almost beautiful enough to belong in Avalon itself! Almost.

The air was heavy with the scent of sake of the highest quality, almost causing the other Master to collapse into a drunken stupor from merely existing in the same space as the oni. A poor Magus then, not that it particularly mattered to the flowery man as he slowly faded into thin air. [b][color=lightpink]"Well then, it looks like the party is starting! I apologize for being such a poor host, but as my Berserker said, things are quickly about to become dangerous for me. Which means this is my cue to exit the scene before I get caught up in something rather unfortunate. I apologize Berserker, I know I told you I wouldn't tell you what to do in battle but I'm afraid I must give at least one order. Work with the other Servant to slay the Oni. Afterwards you may do as you please."[/color][/b] The last thing to disappear was his mischievous smile as he moved around the arena and behind the tree which Kotaro was hiding behind.

He planted a hand on his shoulder as he reappeared, his staff in the other hand as he peeked out from behind the tree, using the other Master as cover just in case.[b] [color=lightpink]"Exciting isn't it? This battle between heroes of old and the monsters which prowled the lands, this is what I joined for."[/color][/b] He waved his staff lightly as he quickly muttered a few words of power, Yamato's and Momotaro's blades appearing to be just slightly shorter than it actually was as William cast some minor illusions. The most minor of which, being a probe of Kotaro's defenses as William tried to throw off his center of balance ever so slightly. Should he get called out on it, he could simply blame it on the atmosphere.