[b][i]Red Team[/i][/b] "I've always wanted to get up on your chariot!" Daniel said as he took Iskander's hand. "I always wondered what it had been like for Lord El-Melloi II..." Daniel had heard of rumors of his mentor, the one who taught him how to be the best Magus he can be, had once summoned Iskander for a long-ago conflict. Although he knew better than to pry too deep into said mentor's affairs - He didn't even know if Lord El-Melloi II saw him as more than an annoyance - He had nevertheless heard about how the Magus formed a bond with Iskander and how the former had grown as a person due to the Servant's influence. Just like he himself had grown as both person and Magus thanks to Lord El-Melloi II's teachings. Looking at the ship which embodied the malice he had mistaken the Clock Tower of holding, Daniel Palaiologos shouts, "If any of you return to [i]my grandfather[/i], tell him this - He is dead to me and will be dead in truth soon!" ------ "All right," said Assassin of Purple to Saber of Red, "Best to cut our losses anyway." And she stepped aside and leapt off the corner of the boat, even as Rider of Purple/Columbus pulled out a pistol and shot at Saber of Red, while his other hand held a cutlass. At the same time, Oyuki hurled more spears of ice to counter every arrow Karna shot, yet every time each spear hit ever arrow, the point of contact and explostion drew near to the Dead Apostle Ancestor, who was staggering backwards, crawling closer to where Rider was presumably being torn apart by Saber of Red's lightning-fast assaults. Then even as one of Karna's arrows hit a spear she was just forming a meter away from her face... She enfolded Rider of Purple/Columbus in a frosty embrace, biting his neck even though such a gesture was unecessary from an [i]Energy[/i] Vampire and Apocryphal Dead Apostle Ancestor. Columbus melted down into pure Ether and Mana, which was swiftly absorbed by Oyuki even as the [i]Santa Maria[/i] began to vanish into motes of light. Now, the Apocryphal Dead Apostle Ancestor could... Flee for Mount Taygeyus, flee to the region where Sparta once stood. She was conceding the fight, even as Karna kept shooting arrows of flame at her, arrows of flame countered by increasingly more powerful ice spears as she kept zooming towards the Purple Faction's territory... ------ Ren no Nurarhiyon held the blood of Nurarhiyon, but the legend of Nurarhiyon himself was younger than he'd like to admit - This was why older Mixed-Blood families of Japan were quick to laugh at his claims of being the 'Supreme Commander of all Mixed-Bloods', especially as his famiily were newcomers to wealth and power, 'upstart noveaux-riches', from the Mixed-Blood families' point of view. But due to the hazy relationship between Belief and Mystery, Ren's phantasmal bloodline allowed him great power anyway. What was said great power? Why, a 'discount' version of an Assassin-class Servant's 'Presence Concealment' which was nevertheless miles above the sensory capabilities of mere [i]gaijin[/i] Magecraft. The source of this 'Discount Presence Concealment' ability was the legends of the Nurarhiyon being able to enter the homes of people and drink tea and smoke there as if he were the owner, legends further enhanced by Television and Manga, concepts which he would allow to continue existing even when Humanity has been enslaved to the Philosopher Kings. Not merely that, but his Human Half, though contemptible compared to his Yokai/Phantasmal Beast half, had [i]psychic powers[/i] in the form of [I]Pure Eyes[/i], which allowed Ren to see the Bounded Fields and other magical defenses that Vanitas Crudelis Hiram had put up in his underground lair and thus sneak past them. As he moved closer to the very door of Vanitas' chamber, Ren was in high spirits as he prepared to burst through said door and cut down the Atlas Alchemist. However, he had one oversight: His Pure Eyes failed to account for the existence of [i]surveillance cameras[/i] which used modern science and technology...