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[u][h3]Homurahara Courtyard(Banquet of Kings) - Academy[/h3][/u]
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Quite a lot had happened. Heracles had made a request of the Caster, already annoying Xerxes simply because this Caster was his by now, or at least in his mind. After all, he had invited the Caster in, and given him orders. Was that not enough for the man? Either way, as the enemy servant was already fleeing, Caster was pulling up a 'projection' of sorts. A way to watch the enemy. Even more... To learn her true name. 

Altera the Hun. Attila in a different term. A warrior from the stars who sought the destruction of human civilization. Just watching her... He could see quite a few similarities between her and something like their host. Both sought to destroy. Demons in human skins. This one was a Lancer, clearly using some kind of skill to run away. Perhaps disengage? He knew that one of the final kings of his empire, Darius the third, named for his father, had possessed such a skill. It allowed one to flee any exchange, but could it compensate for the exhaustion of utilizing a noble phantasm like she had just done? The distance to cover was vast, and worse, a Lancer. A class known for their speed. But... 

[color=f7941d]"Very well, I accept this challenge. Consider it a sport. Whoever manages to slay the savage proves above all others that they are the most capable of being a king. After all, a king must be able to seek vengeance against a barbarian like this."[/color] Heracles can wait. Though, if Heracles happened to join in, and become a victim of his attack... Well it was a shame to be Heracles then. Even if that wasn't who he was, he'd find out the truth eventually. Probably wasn't much of a conundrum, since who would go around claiming to be Heracles? Iphicles? Doubtful. But what did he know about either of them?

He had not dispelled any of his soldiers. Instead, they began to gather together again. Like a collective organism, they began to form together. Their bodies assembling together. Hands connected, their flesh mixing together as legs twisted. Becoming claws, or stretching their bodies out. The forms of man became twisted under their dark cloaks, and that cloth became flesh. Rapidly they took on the form of a dragon, fit for a king to ride upon. The blessing of Caster struck each of these soldiers, and they were ready to take flight. 

[color=f7941d]"I shall take to the skies. Caster, feel free to join me, there is room for you on my beast."[/color] Xerxes said, smiling down upon Caster as he took his position on the back of the beast. Reins materialized in his hands, and waiting for Caster's response... It struck off into the air. Xerxes could easily follow Lancer's course now, as the beast ascended. She might attempt to retaliate, but it hardly mattered. Now that he was in the air, Xerxes no longer felt a need to hold the reins. Instead, he materialized a bow in his hands, taking aim. His skill, imperial privilege, easily covered the necessary requirements one might need for something as simple as Archery. 

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[u][h3]Shinto Town - Copenhagen Base[/h3][/u]
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[color=a187be]"You know, I'm starting to think he isn't coming."[/color] Ariadne groaned, and rubbed her eyes. [color=a187be]"You'd think an invite to visit a fellow mage would be enough for some people, but noooooooo."[/color] She was clearly unhappy about the whole ordeal, and it was even starting to distract her from the various spectacles all going around. She'd never been dumped before the date even began! Was she not pretty enough? Maybe she should have been more obvious. Maybe she should have poisoned him with wine? Or used a charm? Nah, he had a servant around. 

Speaking of, she'd had his base watched since pretty much she left. Nothing. He hadn't even left the building as far as she could tell. Was he even going to participate in the war? Or was he gonna spend the whole war in his base, buffing himself to make sure his servant could handle anything? It was actually pretty gross if he was going to do that. Ew.

[color=a187be]"Caster, if as you suspect, there is a second caster blocking your vision, that means there is a second caster who is probably terrified of having their identity revealed. Maybe their master is at the park too. After all, if they're this cautious, they probably wouldn't even leave their master alone."[/color] Ariadne mused, while pushing that tasteless coffee man out of her mind. [color=a187be]"If I sent one of my goons over, he might be able to spot them, personally. It's just a park after all, and the fighting is pretty obvious."[/color]

[color=a187be]"Though... I am thinking of starting a little trouble."[/color] She'd hate to be hiding in base all night, but it was probably safer this way, until she was fully prepared. She had stuff to tinker on in the meantime.