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Saber of Decimation
In Pursuit


Tonight, they would pay.

After the events of last night, Saber had resolved to find the dragon that was responsible for the destruction of his Master's home. He did not care about whatever personal history that was shared between the Lancer who had found his way to his midst and the Berserker who wished him dead. He did not even care about the Berserker's hidden identity, or whatever connection he had to its anger. All that was on Saber's mind was the extermination of this dragon, both for the potential liability it would be and, more importantly, the audacity it had to attack Saber in his own home. The rage that welled up within Saber was already near its peak, and he had hoped that his Master's plan of bringing them out would lead to their long-awaited confrontation.

However, the fleeting signs of their presence slowly fading only made Saber angrier.

The Servant rushed into the building, smashing its way down the basement with little effort. It did not take him long to find (and smash through) the golem blocking the pair's escape route. While he briefly considered following them in, he did not want to risk a fight underground that would likely result in all of Paris crumbling down on top of the both of them. Despite having the advantage of initiating combat in such an enclosed space, having been trapped in a pit of dragons in his youth and successfully fighting them off with his bare hands, Saber instead decided to start the battle on his own terms.

If they wished to flee through the sealed, claustrophobic tunnels of subterranean Paris, then Saber would just flush them out.

The fires of hatred for this Berserker grew within Saber's very being as he began to exhale, his helmet opening up fully to allow him to release his flames. Hellfire spewed forth from Saber's mouth as it began to fill the tunnels with his manifested rage. Hot enough to evaporate whatever stagnant water flows through these dark crevices, the accursed flames made their way through the tunnels as they sought out the same "exit" that Madhisi would wish to find, seeking oxygen and burning everything in its path. In regards to Mordred, the demonic flames seethed with greater intensity as they seek to burn through her protective scales. The question of if Mordred was able to survive being engulfed with the cursed flames created to end existences such as her would be moot if she were unable to protect her Master from such biting flames.

Despite this, Saber proceeded onward, Nagelring in one hand, and something far more hideous in the other...

Residential District
Sewer Diving

@Crusader Lord@1Charak2

Traversing the sewers, Isidore lead the way for his newfound allies as he peeked through each corridor, scrutinizing every nook and cranny for a suitable place to have a proper meeting at. A normal man would easily be lost in such a damp maze, but the Atlas alchemist was able to maintain his bearing by utilizing his memory of the city above to get a rough idea of what lies beneath. Of course, through his own photographic memory, Isidore was also capable of mapping off the entire sewer system itself. Ideally, he would find himself at another section of the Paris Underground, though it would also be quite interesting if they were to find themselves in the catacombs. Perhaps Caster would find some suitable mats there?

Of course, wherever they would find themselves at, it would be a bad idea to return home at this time. Of course, such a dangerous gathering of knights would surely spell the end for Isidore and his Servant if they were found. No, he needed to evade their detection for now, or at least until his pursuers are all dead.

We'll need to find a new base for now. Retrieve the sheath if possible, Assassin. If that isn't possible, then I trust your judgement in handling the situation. Either way, leave them with nothing.

Turning to Caster as he ordered his own Servant to depart for now, Isidore put out a hand.

"It seems we will need to take a slight detour for now. May I request that you make a suitable place for us to hide now? It will be troublesome if we were attacked by that group."
Rider maybe
I'll get something up maybe this weekend~

Residential District
Heading Underground

@Crusader Lord@1Charak2@Sunglass

Isidore was immediately interested in the Caster once she had noticed the nature of his own cybernetic body, given the nature of it. Given her matter of dress as well as the weapons she was seen wielding last night, Isidore could only assume that this Caster in particular was some sort of inventor, or perhaps even a "fellow" alchemist. If this were the case, then it opened up more potential avenues of where this partnership could lead. It could very well be possible that this Caster may be able to help the alchemist perfect his weapon of choice... or even allow him to accomplish that.

"Yes, locating a discrete location could easily be arranged. I've got a perfect meeting place set up, though I hope you're fine traveling through the Paris Underground. It's a method of travel I've found useful in order to avoid any unwanted encounters... and it seems we may indeed run into one if we continued overland from what I've seen. As for scouting..."

Isidore opened his gym bag, revealing three more of the same type of drone he was utilizing to scout out Caster's workshop. Turning them on and throwing them in the air, Isidore pushed a few buttons on the ocular device attached to the side of his head, allowing them to fly using motorized propellers. He sent each of them to a specific district; one to the Foreign, another to the Latin, and a third to the Canal districts.

"My Servant is not with us at the moment, but hopefully he will rendezvous with us on the way there. I had him scout out specifically for your... other allies. It would be ashamed if they decided to seek us out, after all."

Of course, this was merely a bluff, as Assassin was not too far off.

Stay a good distance near Caster's Master, Assassin. Somewhere close enough to break the distance in case they make any moves on us, but far enough to where they don't suspect a thing. Don't make any sudden moves yet... we still want to at least try to gain their trust.

With all that established, Isidore began to head over to the nearest manhole, beckoning the two ladies to follow suit.
I've got two different ideas for Mages if anyone's interested~
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some nerd named @GreenGoat invited me so sup

Saber of Decimation
The Core
The Ritz Blitz


As soon as he felt that destructive intent of the unwelcome guest attacking his newfound ally in his Master's own room, Saber quickly yanked Tenryuu towards Chii, both so that the maid would bring their Master to safely, and so Tenryuu wouldn't fall to her death in the hole that used to be their room. Without a second thought, Saber then dove towards the raging knight, Nagelring already materializing in his hands. His armor was already adorned after having a lengthy discussion with his Master regarding how it would be dangerous at night, and they should be prepared for any sort of attack come dusk. Of course, it seemed that Saber was right to assume some such thing happening

... And yet, there was something completely off.

Wait, what's that smell?
... is it that?
It looks like that, it moves like that and it definitely stinks of that.

A dozen thoughts quickly flooded Saber's head at the sight of the Berserker, shifting ever so slightly as if a nerve has been struck. He was already quite angry that his home was destroyed, but the feeling that welled up inside of Saber was a different sort of anger... it was much more primal, as if that thing going berserk was everything that Saber had stood against. He felt an urge to crush the beast, to subjugate it under his boot. The anger that Saber had harbored for this monstrous knight seemed both unreasonable and unrelenting.

And so, Saber straightened himself to accelerate his fall, seeing as Lancer had already moved out of the way of this Berserker's reckless charge. While fighting in the air was outlandish for most Heroic Spirits, Saber easily adjusted to such conditions due to experiences of fighting against his most hated foes: those that bore wings and required the young prince to take to the skies to slay them. The Demon Prince made sure that Nagelring was positioned properly as he dove for Berserker so that he would be able to intercept his opponent's attack with his own blade. It was an odd maneuver that Saber performed, to make an attempt of parrying a blow that had already been successfully avoided if not for the true nature of Saber's sword.

If Saber's maneuver was truly successful, if his hideously large sword managed to meet the beautiful blade of Berserker's...


As Saber absorbed the force of Berserker's rage-filled strikes with his blade like they were mere swats, it began to glow in a cyan light, as the true power of Nagelring began to release itself. Quickly parrying the last of Berserker's strikes, Saber spun mid-air, grasping his sword in two hands tightly before slamming the glowing blade into Berserker's side. Once the blade met the beast's scales, the energy contained with it exploded with pure force, likely resulting in Berserker being blasted away with the combined power of both Saber's and her own strength.

To absorb the force of a greater opponent's momentum before using it against them, that was the technique the Demon Prince had devised to fight opponents much stronger than him. It was how Saber managed to conquer against the giants, existences above humanity that were much stronger than he was. As it was one of Saber's greatest techniques in his quest to slay the giants, it was great enough to be crystallized as Saber's first Noble Phantasm; Nagelring.

For the Ritz, the force coming from Nagelring would likely total the building by now. For Berserker, she may as well be strong enough to not take any lethal damage from such an attack. Saber would expect as much, for if she was truly the sort of opponent that he had felt when he had first felt her presence, then her scales would surely be strong enough to protect her from any lethal damage from that attack. No, while it was indeed a display of Saber's own strength as a Servant, the true reasoning behind that attack was to knock Berserker outside the Ritz and into the streets... because if Berserker truly was that, then Saber would need a more open area to use his second Noble Phantasm effectively.
Oh, man I've been waiting to play this campaign for a while! But it's looking pretty full though ;w;
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