[color=ed1c24][center][h2]Spring-Heeled Jack - Assassin[/h2][/center][/color]
[color=ed1c24][center][h3]Fuyuki Park – Can’t Even Murder Someone in Peace These Days[/h3][/center][/color]

Something was amiss. No sooner had Assassin appeared than did an opaque barrier snap into place around the two vulnerable Magus, walling them off from his attempted attack and preventing it from reaching them. Had he been anticipated? Or were these Masters, or more likely one of their Servants, so paranoid as to prepare defences against an assassination attempt from an Assassin who may or may not even have been present? Whatever the case, he had been thwarted, swindled and even bamboozled, robbed of a kill that was rightfully his and just out of reach. There was only one possible way he could react to such injustice, only one thing he could do to salvage this situation. Magical energy thrummed within him as he prepared his secret weapon.

He ran away.

Cycling Prana into his legs he launched himself into the air, not pausing for a single moment to see what kind of follow-up awaited him now that his presence was revealed, his boosted jump carrying him up and away even as the young Saber landed next to where he had just stood. If he had hesitated even a moment longer the sword that swung down would have cleaved his arm from his body, or at least shattered every bone in his hand as it deflected his metal claws, as it was it hit nothing but air as Assassin looked down on the scene from above.

Assassin landed some distance away, though still within the ‘combat area’ as it was, and stood facing Saber and the two Masters that had been sealed away from him. There was another figure as well, a youthful looking thing with white robes and an expression that was impossible to see through the distorted static beneath her hood; A Caster? The barrier must have been hers.

[color=ed1c24]“A beast? Evil? Me?”[/color] Assassin placed a hand to his chest and recoiled from the words as if struck physically by the accusation. [color=ed1c24]“I’m but a man, more human than you I daresay, who enjoys playing pranks.”[/color]

Now that another Servant had appeared, and a Knight-class at that, there would be nothing Assassin could do to hurt either of the Masters; this night would end in disappointment for both him and his Master. There wouldn’t even be the possibility of turning things around and snatching some kind of win from this so long as the Caster had her barriers in place; she had anticipated him, laying this trap even as she fought the Saber, and no doubt had plenty of other tricks in store should he continue this. He would love to do something about that, ripping her throat out for example, but this was his loss to accept.

There was always [i]that[/i], but even then he would struggle to defeat a Saber head on even without Caster’s interference.

[color=ed1c24][i]“Oh, you never need to tell me to run away Master; it’s my specialty.”[/i][/color]

Assassin bent his legs and pumped more magical energy into the limbs before throwing himself skyward, leaping high into the air and letting his momentum carry him out of the park and back to the roof of the building he had perched on earlier. He activated his Presence Concealing along the way, his presence vanishing as he landed in a crouch.

Would any of them follow him? There was no chance of them turning on each other again now that he had left he felt, but perhaps they would be more concerned with their Masters’ safety than pursuing a declawed Assassin. Or they might turn their attention back to the true demon in their midst.

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