[h2]Tsugihara Runa[/h2] Runa immediately stepped closer to the thuggish young man, concluding that there was no point asking the murderous coward at the end of Benienma's blade anything more, at least not yet. But keeping him at bladepoint made it hard for him to order the deaths of the people around them, so nevertheless it was important to make sure he couldn't move no matter what happened. "Testing something...?" she asked, brushing her black hair back slightly as she regarded the device. To be frank, she was completely inept when it came to all forms of technology, but even she was able to understand what she was looking at here. Seven figures, five of them left anonymous. In a city of Servants and Masters, there should not have been any significance to one set over another. So why were these specific ones set against one another? Was it something about the specific Servants that had summoned? Funohara's Lancer seemed to possess considerable power, but there was no way of knowing if that was the connection between the Servants in question. For that matter- [@PKMNB0Y][@Raineh Daze][@KoL] [h2]Saber - Artoria Pendragon[/h2] There were mere seconds in which to act. The jester-like Caster could easily activate the bombs he had planted in the people in the restaurant and kill almost everyone in the room if given a scant moment to act. Magical energy erupted from the King of Knights' body. There was no time to waste. The light poured off of her, her hands bringing her invisible blade up over her shoulder as she made to close the gap between herself at the mad bomb-wielding Servant as swiftly as possible. Even the slightest delay could have allowed for so many deaths, in an instant, including her Master. Her armored foot hit the floor and shot up sparks as she skidded along the ruined floor, planting both feet firmly as she drew her sword high over her head. This Caster would not harm anyone else...! She swung her weapon down. [@PKMNB0Y][@Raineh Daze][@KoL] [hr] [h2]Mihama Nanako[/h2] "Uwah?! Meltryllis?!" Without warning, Nanako had been scooped into the Alter Ego's arms and lifted into the air. To be truthful, being carried like this wasn't bad at all. For one thing they'd get there much quicker, but at the same time she hadn't been expecting it at all! Hesitating for only a moment, she wrapped her arms around the petite, graceful Alter Ego for stability, feeling the wind whipping through her hair as she was carried over buildings. It was surreal, a graceful dance over the city as if she was part of some high-flying ballet of impossibility. In spite of the situation, knowing so little about what they were doing, remembering the nightmarish situations they had previously encountered under BB's orders, Nanako couldn't help but find the sensation of soaring over the rooftops exhilarating. When they landed, it took her slightly longer then she probably should have to release her Servant's shoulders and step back, taking in a deep breath as she steadied herself. She'd almost felt weightless, with how slender Meltryllis was it was easy to forget that her fighting style wasn't merely based on speed. Any Servant, no matter their origins, was stronger then the average human being. Whether it be due to their nature in life or the container itself enhancing their abilities. Meltryllis was no exception, even if the reason behind her power was markedly different. "Don't worry, Meltryllis," she began, "This time I won't get hurt!" Nanako never entered a club like this. She didn't know much about them, aside from the fact that this one catered to a wide range of performers both Servant and human, and all different kinds of performances. To be honest, she was too young to even enter it normally. Apparently you were expected to purchase adult beverages while you were there, which Nanako couldn't exactly do yet. She'd heard that a Caster had established a bounded field inside the building once, something about changing the scenery to match the performance on the fly. But something about the air felt strange the moment Master and Servant entered the building. She could feel it, the air itself felt strangely heavy and oppressive. While she didn't know how to felt normally, she doubted that anyone would want to perform under these conditions. Nothing seemed amiss, a ticket hall with unoccupied stations leading deeper into the building, to a set of double doors seeming to be the norm for a place like this. But... "Something's wrong," she whispered to her Servant, "The magical energy here, everything feels heavy, why-" "Oh-ho~?" A voice from somewhere deeper in the building, sounding like that of a girl around Nanako's age or somewhat younger. "We have intruders! Aah, I made sure no-one else knew about our little party, too... oh well. Kill them~" The double doors burst open, and a number of armed figures, several with guns marched through it. Immediately they trained their weapons on the pair and opened fire! [@PKMNB0Y][@Pyromania99][@Rune_Alchemist]