[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/WNaYGf8.png?1[/img][h2][color=39b54a]Costante[/color] and [color=a2d39c]Karizma[/color][/h2][/center]
[color=39b54a][i]“Very well.”[/i][/color] Even through the mental connection with Archer, Costante’s voice sounded a mite frustrated at being asked to hold back. Without meeting this enemy Master in person, how could he tell she was trustworthy? [color=39b54a][i]“If she tries to touch even a hair on my sister’s head, though, any truce we might have is off.”[/i][/color]

Frowning deeply to himself, he concentrated on observation rather than offense, reaching out for a small apparatus to attach to the telescope whilst his aerial lenses spread out in a broader pattern. The former was actually a modified camera, which would serve to capture and record images for later viewing, while the latter would let his familiars draw on ambient moonlight and mana, gathering just enough to sustain their current position without any extra resources from Costante. Those on the ground might be able to detect some signs of magical energy overhead, but at such a distance it was hard to pinpoint anything.

Karizma, meanwhile, raised her hands and made a square window with her fingers, centering it on Archer just as he landed. [color=a2d39c]“Il tuo corpo è uno specchio, e la tua anima è la luce stessa. Brilla per me, mio coraggioso e bel guerriero!”[/color]

Her servant flared with light, which swiftly resolved itself into several overlapping copies of him. Moving, breathing copies, which followed his every motion… for the most part. Some exaggerated each movement, going further and faster than the real Archer, while others lagged a little behind him like a series of afterimages. To Tametomo himself, it’d only look like a faint and hazy aura, but everyone else would now be seeing her Servant as if through some strange kaleidoscope, his many limbs and faces and arrows all flickering slightly out of sync.

Using illusory copies as a diversion normally wouldn’t amount to much, given that manifested Servants could sense one another’s presence while nearby. When all the copies were right on top of the real thing, however, it became much more difficult to distinguish which was which, especially when taking into account the magical energy of the illusions themselves. Were Archer to fire another arrow, the effect would extend to the projectile as well, making its exact trajectory difficult to follow and thus much more dangerous to its target.

[color=a2d39c][i]"Let them try and keep up with your movements now!”[/i][/color] There was a short pause. [color=a2d39c][i]"That is how it works, right? You like, read the other guy's style, and predict what he's going to do, and then you're all, 'I was one step ahead of you...'"[/i][/color] Either way, this'd hopefully give her ancient Japanese butler-slash-bodyguard-slash-tour-guide an edge.