[center][color=00aeef][h2][i][b]Saber[/b][/i][/h2][/color]
[h3][i]District XII[/i][/h3][/center]
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[color=00aeef]“Hmm, found out so early,”[/color] He offered a smile, even though it did nothing to dissipate the ‘feeling’ he gave off. [color=00aeef]“Alas, I don’t have many ways to disguise myself, so it isn’t surprising. But the same goes for you, doesn’t it? Single eye or not, your aim betrays you, Archer.”[/color]

Some information given in return for some information acquired. So far the exchange had been relatively even, so he considered it worthwhile.

But the night was still young, and there were still things that could be done.

[color=00aeef]“Aha, you flatter me, but you also seem to think too highly of people,”[/color] The knight in black chuckled, even as his footing shifted just so and his muscles tensed. [color=00aeef]“See, I might have agreed if it was just wild beasts, but I’ve found that people can be far more irrational. They will stick their heads up to their neck in the lion’s den because of simple curiosity sometimes.”[/color]

At this precise moment, though Saber was not sure by how much, Archer held the advantage. That much was plain to see.

However, if Saber was still in the dark regarding plenty of factors about his opponent, then the same applied to Archer. Neither of them had shown any more than the barest minimum so far.

Leverage that and—  

[color=00aeef]“Still, I guess we should be getting down to business, Archer. Let’s open this grand battle with all the pomp it deserves!”[/color]

—the terrain.

The hills of Budapest were one of the few places in the city where greenery could still be found. Even now, though Archer had a clear line of sight toward him, Saber did not intend to let that last for very long at all.

Surrounded by vegetation as they were, Saber did the first thing that crossed his mind when faced against an opponent who had the advantage in range and a clear blind spot — he faked moving forward, but then ducked into the treeline, to the side of Archer’s bad eye, and ran through it.

He doubted trees would be very effective as cover if Archer’s weapon reached the level required to battle a Servant. But at the same time, even a minimal advantage in the time it would take the gunman to line up shots or ascertain his position was better than rushing headlong against him.

Saber would not claim that his dexterity was unparalleled, or that the roots and uneven terrain were as nothing beneath his feet as they would be under those of legendary huntsmen or huntresses.

But he was decent. And he hadn’t fought a war without learning a thing or two about toughing it out and putting up with rough terrain.

So the question then was how Archer intended to deal with it. And hopefully, that would also tell him a thing or two about the kind of hero he had as his opponent.
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