[center][color=Aqua][h1]Isaac Blumenfeld[/h1][/color][/center]
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Back in the Red Team's manor.

Isaac was absorbed into his thoughts his mind thinking up on various scenarios, of what a his servant would consider 'Bad News'. The young man was quiet for a few minutes neither speaking through the link nor his cohorts. Suddenly his servant began to speak again telling him of the news, Isaac finally began to regain himself as he absorbed what Atlanta said. His hairs standing up as he heard of Heracles's famous arrows.

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[color=Aqua]"Forgive me Archer, I was preoccupied with my thoughts, I shall relay the new found information to our team. Not to diminish your skill but still be careful alright? I will mobilize my familiars to inform Maeve as well."[/Color][/i]

Looking back at Johann, Isaac was silent before acknowledging the other Heir. His blue eyes having a steely look, as he thought about the weapon of the enemy archer was using. An extremely powerful bow used by the Greatest of the Greek Heroes, from what Isaac had read in his spare time such an arrow that was capable of forcing Chiron to let go of his immortality just to not be able to suffer the agony of the Hydra's poison. It was an incredibly powerful Noble Phantasm to whoever currently possessed it.

[color=Aqua]"I have grave news from Archer, the enemy Archer seems to possesses Heracles's Bow. Luckily Archer assures me that the enemy's shots are too weak to be Heracles himself, possibly their Archer is Poeas, his son Philoctetes, or an Argonaut who can borrow a noble phantasm. Whoever the Archer's identity inform your servant to not get cut by the enemies arrows, it will either be a quick death or an agonizing life if they are hit. I will send out some of my familiars to inform Maeve, see if you can contact the others."[/Color]

Getting up from his tea Isaac quickly went toward a nearby window, looking at a trio of gargoyles that perched on top the roof a fair distance away from the main room. These were a few golems he had made using an old gargoyle statues he saw in the church last week, while not as powerful as the ones he could normally make with higher quality materials, its wings were exquisitely crafted that it flew quite flawlessly due to the sculptors talent. 

[color=6ecff6][i][right]"לעלות."[/right][/i][/color]

Isaac recited the simple command aria, the eyes of the statues were brimming with red prana as its Jewel core began to pump it full of life. The Golem's flapping their wings and soon hovered in front of his window, waiting for his next command.

[color=6ecff6][i][right]"שומר. לציית. תמות. עבור הלוחם."[/right][/i][/color]

Isaac recited the keywords that branched into automatic responses. His creations already knowing full well of how to operate under the simple prhases he had uttered along with Maeve's designation. The golems merely nodded before flying off in search of the Maeve, their shadows seemingly simple giant birds before they disappeared into the clouds flying straight toward the trees of the Valley from Downtown. Isaac gave a quiet sigh before seeing the lightning blast in the distance, a cold sweat pouring on his head as he saw the display of Kabbalah that could not be mistaken as normal lightning.

[color=Aqua]Seems like there is an extremely strong practitioner in their ranks.[/Color]