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Suddenly, I realize that Mark acquiring one of those is a FANTASTIC idea. Be afraid.
"Hmm." Mark said. "Caster, be a dear and intervene if anything untoward happens, won't you?" he said to the fiesty wife as he reached out to touch the scales.
Okay then. As long as you aren't actually upset.
And I'm trying to say that it really wasn't a low blow, it was the logical blow to make. I wasn't trying to take a shot at your Servant, but given that most of the people there had seen Grimhildr, the comparison had to be made, and that was the most logical comparison to make.

Edit: Looking back at my posts, I may not have articulated this very well. So that's on me.
Yes, that is Helen. And her NPs are awesome.

If memory serves, Grimmy had to use a love potion to snag Siegfried, while Helen had people kidnapping her left and right. That hurts Grimmy's street cred compared to Helen.
Well, she has literal skills and NPs based off how hot she is. Even if Berserker and Grimmy were equally hot in life, as Servants, Berserker would end up hotter. Low blow or not, its true.
Jacob diffuses the situation with eye candy.
"Hey, hey, hey now. Everybody just calm down, I'm no one wants to get into a dick measuring contest and then go home disappointed." a voice drawled. Jacob walked over, nodding to Vincent. "Hey, dude. I see you're doing well." At the sound of his, everyone looked over at him, even if was just a brief, instinctive glance to fully register his presence. Those glances immediately turned into stares.

On Jacob's arm was a gorgeous woman. A gorgeous woman. One that made William's Caster seem inferior. Long, wavy black hair spilled down her back, soft, bronzed skin was wrapped in a crimson dress that looked vaguely like a toga, and piercing green eyes took in the world around her.
"Damn." Alysis muttered, and even Mark managed to tear himself away from the totem to give a whistle.
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Irritated, Robert walked up to the rude dude in front of him, "You're gonna need to sound a little more sincere in your apology there, pal."


"Gentlemen." Mark said, ignoring the plebian. His guards stepped up, forming a wall between Mark and the rabble. They stared unblinkingly down at Robert, their hands folded in front of them. Behind Robert, Alysis had regained her feet, and was currently noting the number of things she could use as a conduit to shove a thunderbolt up the pick's ass.
I demand proof of this.
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