"Nothing ends tonight, child. Do not be so quick to claim the power of a past you yourself have rejected. There are always consequences for building your walls on a foundation you do not understand. After all..."

The tension in Saber's body unleashes all at once. Her sword lifts out of the ground, but not before it hefts a large chunk of rock up out of the soil and flings it at Archer. A simple trick, and easily deflected. But in the space of the motion required to counter it she has closed the distance and flashed her blade across his body three times. 

"You mustn't forget: in this new world, your god is just as dead as mine!"

Having seen his mettle once already, Saber's cuts are cautious and the kind of uncommitted that is only possible with a huge, lanky body like hers. Her arms extend the reach of her blade in confounding ways even as she twists as if pulled by wings of her own, over and around and back through again. It sucks some of the power out of her blows but they are each enough to be lethal against an unskilled opponent. Archer is not unskilled, for all that his power is tied up in trickery and his petty bombardments. She draws blood, which she catches. She throws it at his eyes. 

"You have taken the shrine I meant to burn. Victory is yours tonight. But you are trapped. Your master will not want to leave this spot again. They will know this power was not theirs to begin with, and now this place is known to innumerable enemies. You cannot leave it unguarded. Which trusted ally will you place as its guard? The wilting child-king? Or the tiny English? Surely you can trust the mettle of Southerners to safeguard your own power."

With a shark toothed grin and a kick to the head, she is gone. Huge, powerful strides carry her across the ground too fast for mortal eyes to follow. Though her path is obvious. Retreat without her Master at a minimum is nothing more than fancy suicide. Retreat toward the shrine is impossible when she has no time to breach its new defenses, and it is the first and only place she could go if her words carried the promise of assault. She will seek the woods, with Diaofei and the little dragon as her plunder if her arms are strong enough to manage it. 

But there is danger in the air behind her. The shadows that had been flanking her across this entire exchange are missing...