[b][i]Red Team[/i][/b] Kaden would hear Karna say telepathically from his perch atop the Hexamillion Wall, [i]A blizzard is coming towards us - I've been led to believe its the middle of summer in this region of the world, so it is probably the enemy trying to attack this position.[/i] And true enough, it was, as the other members of the Red Team felt the temperature change from hot to cold, even as what sensory magic they had [i]rang[/i] with a silent alarm. Karna would see several figures in the Blizzard, but before he can speak - "[url=https://typemoon.fandom.com/wiki/Three_Line_Formation][b]Three-Line Formation![/b][/url]", boomed a voice from south of the wall. And the Archer of Red was struck by three thousand arquebus shots, and even with his armor reducing the damage to a tenth of its original value, those still hurt a little, especially as those arquebus shots benefited from a skill which was especially advantageous against those blessed by Divinity (not that Archer of Purple necessarily knew that). Nevertheless, Karna still stood, his poise unchanged despite being hit. It was Shielder's turn to shine. Standing protectively in front of Lovise, he shouted, "Self-Field Defense!", projecting an invisible shield which protected every Magus and Servant on the site, even the ones which were departing. But said protection was not able to ward off the increasing cold around them, increasing cold which manifested as falling snow and gusts of chill wind. Then, three figures manifested in front of them, two women and one male, all of them Japanese. The first one was wearing [url=https://typemoon.fandom.com/wiki/Oda_Nobunaga_(Archer)]a military uniform which mixed influences from East and West[/url] while the second woman was wearing a pure white kimono which accented her black hair and eyes - Snow blew around her. As for the man, he cut a striking figure in his blue, black and white traditional Japanese robes, even as he looked contempteoously at the Red Team, grasping a katana in his right hand. He was the first to speak. [hider=Purple Team Member] [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/KsKc3ao.png[/img][/center] [/hider] "My name is Ren no Nurarhiyon, Mixed-Blood of the Philosopher Kings, Master of Archer, and leader of the Night Parade of a Hundred Mixed-Bloods!" And with that, a literal [i]hundred[/i] Mixed-Bloods of various kindreds appeared behind him out of thin air and all drawing near to their Inversion Impulse. "I, Archer, and Oyuki have come to ask for your surrender - Yield and you may yet gain a great boon from our Master!" The cold blew harder upon the Red Team as these 'Philosopher Kings' waited for their reply for approximately five seconds. Once those five seconds were up, Ren no Nurarhiyon would say, "Pity.", before his followers launched an attack, benefiting from Archer of Purple's skill in Tactics and Charisma. At the same time, Oyuki would cause the blizzard to intensify, buffeting Magus and Servant both, while any of the former who stared at her eyes would find themselves hypnotized into doing her bidding and turning against their fellows. Then, she'd launch a series of ice lances that could pierce even otherworldly concepts into freezing and shattering! [@Red Team, I'll Ping you all on Discord]