[center][color=gray][h2][b]Scourge of God[/b][/h2][i]Just Outside Banquet of Kings, Academy[/i][/color][/center]

Altera watched her javelins collide with the building from afar, a dust cloud rising as the building slowly collapsed around everyone. Explosions rang out in the distance, colliding with the wall of death and protecting all under Timur's roof. She did not know how many she had killed, if any at all, but the warning had been made clear. Those who parade around as kings and heroes shall become dust, for this is the only end for those who oppose the Hun. 

She could feel it now, they rallied their forces for a counterattack. Were she another barbarian, she would stand her ground to meet their attack head on, letting blood soak into the battlefield as she ruthlessly slew every last fool who opposed her! She would conquer them, showing them the folly of their actions and mount their heads on pikes as she burned down their kingdoms! But, she was not another barbarian, she was Altera the Hun. She understood her limits well, the foolishness of running into a fortress wall with no way to survive the inevitable assault. She would retreat, gather her forces for another concentrated assault later. To fight many armies at once was no easy task, this war needed to be fought with careful strategy.

[color=gray]"Come Cordula. We must retreat and prepare for the next attack. The war has begun."[/color] Altera turned away from the Academy as a returning volley of arrows was fired on her position, calmly walking to her Master and sweeping her off her feet into a bridal carry as the two disengaged from the field of combat. She bent her knees and leapt, that storm of arrows striking nothing but the concrete of an empty building as the Master and Hun made their getaway.

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

William covered his smile with his sleeve as the detective finally realized who he was, casually brushing aside such minor details as the fact that he tried to cast an illusion on the poor boy. [color=lightpink][b]"Ah, it looks like you've seen right through me Mr Hardboiled Detective. Indeed, I'm just a good for nothing scoundrel who wants to have some fun at the expense of others!"[/b][/color] William laughed, patting Kotaro on the shoulder nonchalantly as he turned his focus back to his Servant. 

It seems there was another Servant nearby that none could see, as bolts of lightning rained from the sky to try and fry both of their Servants. Perhaps the Oni had come with assistance? Well, it didn't really matter much to William, that was his Servant's business after all. William was just here to act as a battery and observe what beautiful stories could be told. He was just a Magus after all, a magical scientist looking for a path to Avalon. He had no mind for any of this combat stuff, he barely even knew how to feed himself, much less make a complex stratagem that would lead to victory. The best he could do is play a little prank here and there to keep things interesting for everyone involved.

And then, a girl appeared next to him. Strange, he would have noticed if an illusion were being cast in his vicinity. Perhaps she just appeared there? Sure, it was considered impossible to teleport in today's Magus society, but casting grand rituals like the one he was seeing now in mere seconds was also considered impossible in today's Magus society as well. Oh well, just another day in the Holy Grail War. [color=lightpink][b]"Yes, this is he! How may I help you today Amara bint Mahmud ibn Hāshim Seif?"[/b][/color] William let the name roll off his tongue with ease, instantly recognizing the Magus from what research he had done while entering the war. A fellow Clocktower Magus, high bred, old blood like himself. Possibly older, considering his entire lineage was a lie. [color=lightpink][b]"Wait wait, don't tell me! You saw the message didn't you? Which one is yours, the oni monster or the lightning person that I can't see?"[/b][/color] He asked, not really expecting an answer.