Chaldean Chronicles: Cadence of the Lostgrail

@Game Ping 3 As you will be RP-Locked until the Vlad III game is finished, have this in case you wish to RP. Consider yourselves as within Anastasia's Fortress.

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Everyone else are only allowed to the first floor of the Sumerki Kremlin, on the other hand, they are free to use the three towers however they see fit. By her name Anastasia Nikolaevna Romanova.

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As well as the 4 Towers on each corner of the Sumerki Kremlin are accessible. The rest are not without Anastasia's Permission.

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Francis would run patrol on the walls, staring through the scope of his rifle at anything that moved in the forest, searching for threats.

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@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

A lot of movement was going on at the moment, the forest send out its Dead and its roots to end the fortress. Yet, you stood, yet, your rifle took their undead lives. And yet, the Fortress was unmovable.

"One, two, three," he counted as he picked them off slowly one by one as he racked back the bolt.

Courage. Affected creatures can't be frightened while in the area. Daylight. Bright light fills the area. Magical darkness created by spells of a lower level than the slot you used to cast this spell can't extinguish the light. Energy Protection. Affected creatures in the area have resistance to one damage type of your choice, except for bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing. [Necrotic] Energy Vulnerability. Affected creatures in the area have vulnerability to one damage type of your choice, except for bludgeoning, piercing, or slashing. [Cold] Everlasting Rest. Dead bodies interred in the area can't be turned into undead.

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What a dark night, what an accursed night. Here in Mulhouse, the Fortified Land, the canopy doesn't even let the dreaded moonlight reach you. As a beacon of authority, light and hope, the Sumerki Kremlin stands strong, without signs of weakness. Yet, the Forest is hungry. It is unrelenting, it does not know 'defeat' or 'surrender', it is what it is, and it is in its nature to devour, to consume. So it happens that it wishes to devour this fortress as well. It has hold on for now, but just to be safe, Command has requested for voluntary Servants and Masters to protect it for the timebeing. You stand nearby, the only safe place on this bloody hell. Beyond the cold embrace of the Kremlin, is the unknown, the bloodthirsty trees. You feel, perhaps in your hearts, or in your beings, that a storm is coming. Not a literal one, but one of calamity. Prepare yourselves, Chaldeans. @Game Ping 4 (edited)

He stood there with his hands in his pocket and swords on his back. He was gazing out into the distance looking at nothing in particular as he waited for the approaching storm. He had Ishtar here with him, so that was a bonus in his opinion. If Poe and Atalante could have been here it would have been perfect but things never go as planned. He clicked his teeth in annoyance as he had just remembered something. He was gonna have to change the name of his shop now! And Devil may cry had a nice ring to it! Maybe he'll become a Demon hunter to keep the name. He chuckled to himself at the thought of him hunting mixed bloods. Yeah no, that wasn't him, maybe he would follow Monta's footsteps and become a crafter? It was a pretty fun hobby for Nagato so he just might. "Ah whatever, that shit can wait until after humanity has been saved."

Standing on one of the walls of the fortress, Mordred looks over to the horizon to see the demonic forest that surrounds the castle. She's been here the entire time, resting in the warmth of the territory. Though upon hearing that there was going to be an attack, Mordred took arms and prepared to defend the castle. They hold what may be an important position so it was clear to the knight to hold it alongside other Chaldeans.

The goddess stood off to a different angle, waiting silently for the hoard to come in sight…

“What’s with the grim look, master?” A peculiar goddess came and poked her head into his view, her hands twined around her back in a lax manner as she leaned into his sight. “Surely, it wouldn’t be as difficult as before!”

Appearing beside Nagato would be none other than yasuke himself. The samurai would have a slight smile on his face looking over at the Demon hunter. "You've grown since the last time we met." He says before looking over at Ishtar slightly waving at the her.

"Huh? Did I have a grim look on my face?" He looked at his servant Ishtar as he let a smile grow on his face. "It can't be as difficult as before, I got caught off guard by that servant, this time I'm prepared. Plus I got you to watch my back so I think we'll manage." He glanced around the area before taking notice that most of the group seemed to be on this side. "Man, I hope no enemies come from the other side..." He looked at the man that appeared beside him and grinned. "Hey, I haven't seen you in a long time Yasuke! Of course, I've grown since we've last met, I only keep getting stronger!"

Suddenly, it begins. The cacophony of howls, the screeches, the horrific shrieks, however you want to call it. A perverse orchestra whose name is Suffering. It's agony manifest, it is a shout seeking fresh blood, it is a declaration against all that lives and draws breath. It is the call of the Forest's thralls, its inhabitants, and they aren't happy with your presence here. So here they come, from the canopy and with reckless abandon, the Dead approach, the undead come in droves, ready to throw everything at you with no concern in order to pull you down. Alongside them malformed chimeras of once peaceful creatures follow, now twisted into repulsive forms by the trees' bark. The storm at last, approaches. Hold them off, without mercy!

The goddess drew both her weapons and let out a small sigh. “I see that girl has failed to arrive on time…”

Mordred lets out a sigh, summoning her shield and sword. She readies herself for the dead to make their approach.

"It seems it has, hasn't it?" He says with a soft-hearted chuckle before the slight smile on his face fell short from the sounds of the cries of the dead. "It seems our conversation will be put on hold my boy though it will be an honor as a warrior to fight by your side once more."

Mordred dashes to the horde forming on the left side of the castle. She then proceeds to swiftly kill one before moving to the next undead.

"That was a rather refreshing tea. Still, I cannot believe I lost track of time like that.." The miko said to herself as she walked towards her destination. On her sides were two or rather 4 katanas. Being influenced by Musashi as a result. And on her shoulders was a beautiful haori. She wanted to try modern clothes for a change. Seeing the nearest target which Ba'al was riding. She sprung into action!** "Holding up well Caster?"

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

”I see you are unable to button or belt your pants correctly… Or wear a shirt for that matter…” The goddess deadpans as she jams her blades into the back of the creature.

It cries in pain, anguish and wrathful desire, all at the same time with its multiple voices.

"It has been a while since I worn contemporary clothing! Besides this feels rather refreshing. I don't wear armor anyways!" She chuckles as her clothing was kept up thanks to her breathing and walking. Regardless, she shall cut and slash savagely at the creature. "You should join me for tea here afterwards!"

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal

”Perhaps… Hmm I guess you are not so shy after all… A far cry from one of our previous conversations…”

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Well you have been a good influence so far.."

”Good, you should try getting a boyfriend sometime. It may make you less of a stick in the mud as they say… That boy over there seems fine enough yes?” The goddess dismissively flicks her wrist in Nagato’s direction. He seemed decent enough on their last mission together?

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Nagato-san? I do not think he is at all interested in me, I think his prefered type of girl is something else. And I am not going to change myself just to grab someone's attention." Nagato was more so a friend, now that she think about it. He seems... more human now. She does not sense a little bit of oni blood on him. Was he hiding it?

”Who knows, and I never mentioned changing yourself. I’m just saying relax a little bit more, you tend to be quite the tense one.”

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Well, I am here first and foremost to save my family, and by extension. The world. Personal relationships take a step backwards, besides my first date.. if you could call that was kind of ackward."

"Do tell me about it, we have enough time to discuss it..." Still stabby stabbying

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Well, where is it? It started during valentines day. I met this guy named Salomon. He looked, fine. I guess? Although, when I asked him. He seemed to have no idea what a date is, or what to do or even an idea on what to do. The rest turned into, just normal back and forth until the day ended."

With a few strikes, Mordred manages to slay two more of these vampires. But instead of holding her position, she uses her quick movement to dart to the undead approaching the building. Making sure nothing will get past her.

"What a shame... Hopefully next time you shall be blessed with a better partner for such maters... Be it after all of this or before it ends."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Although if you insist, Ba'al. Perhaps you can find a match for me. I won't guarantee I would go with them. But I will give them a shot."

"Then you must at least tell me your taste in people, men, woman, older, younger... Be specific about it."

Amazing how you discuss such themes while you are being surrounded by zombies.

Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

Amazing how you discuss such themes while you are being surrounded by zombies.

(This is tuesday by Chaldea standards)

"Then you must at least tell me your taste in people, men, woman, older, younger... Be specific about it."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Hmm, I do not mind both boys and girls. I prefer them, hmm.. about my age or younger. For guys, I like them to be a bit on the soft side, but not afraid to stand up for themselves. For the girls, I like the cute yet beautiful ones."

"I see... Then I shall keep my eyes out for such people..."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "You seem to be interested in me a lot, Caster. Is one your domains, love?"

"Not specifically love, though something which relates to such things you could say."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Ah. Still, even so. Maybe you are the one coming on to me with all these questions regarding love." She said, trying her first attempting at teasing at the goddess.

"If I was coming onto you then I would be far more direct about it, not wandering around the fact."

"The fuck are they doing over there?" He was watching whatever was happening with Ishtar and Yasuke.

"If I was coming onto you then I would be far more direct about it, not wandering around the fact."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "No need to be shy about it you know?"

"Does this mean you will take me up on that offer I gave to you all those months ago?"

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Perhaps, but I intend to make you fall heads over heels for me first." *In short, if if were to happen, Naomi would take the lead of such a relationship.?

"That would require me to actually find interest in such things."

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "You wouldn't have to look far, kami-sama." Naomi smiled confidently, it appears Ba'al rubbed off on her. Otherwise she would avoid this topic alltogether.

"I am glad that I have managed to influence you as far as I have in this manner." We got a slightly smug goddess.

"You will be my blade, for this is your punishment for taking my prey... Also because it is quite fun and humorous to use people as weapons."

"...What the hell..." Ishtar had become a weapon now, he was stunned at the sight. He then sighed, Ishtar was probably gonna complain about this later and he was gonna be the one she was complaining to.

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"I am glad that I have managed to influence you as far as I have in this manner." We got a slightly smug goddess.

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump "Agh! I suppose we can save the pleasantries for later. We got more incoming.." Naomi said as she grunted, regardless, she shall continue to fight on, she must..

"Perhaps we should focus at that task..."

"Damn..." He said as he watched one of the rats get destroyed by Ishtar. Like the damn thing didn't have a chance. He looked up at Ishtar, mentally wondering how she got free from Yasuke but decided to not bring it up. Maybe she'll forget that it happened? He doubted that she would forget but it was fine. It was just another part of his job as her master. Anyways they had zombies to kill. "Thanks for the help Ishtar! Although make sure to save some for me!"

The first wave is dealt with, the dead are strucken down. But this is not over, the cries do not stop. Rumbling can be heard from afar... More and more Dead seem to be making their way, ready to try again. And this time it seems their forces will be more difficult to deal with.

8:11 PM

On what seems to be an unrelated note, you see a light approaching from another flank, seemingly separated from the main army. The fact that energy seems to be absorbed by default inside Enniashe should suffice as reason enough to pay attention to this light.

God why was this fortress so big? He burst out of the doors to the fortress and saw there was a large number of undead trying to break into the fortress. He then looked at his sword nodding slowly, undead liked blood right? And so he took his sword and stabbed himself right in the gut with it. Funny how it hurt more than what the forest did, he then ripped the sword out of his gut causing blood to spill out. "Come and get some you undead fucks!" He grinned as the undead all started to come toward him. Seems like his plan worked.

The blood, the thirst for it, it overcame whatever little sense of duty or goal the forest instilled on them, as they rushed towards the scarlet ambrosia that was close to them.

Pot | Ishtar/Lanling/Eres

An Gal Tā Kigal Shē | Mountain Range-Shaking Firewood of Venus « Very well, I'll take you all the way to Venus! Here we go, Maanna! Gate open!... Fufu, think of it as an honor. This is my full throttle...! Be crushed to pieces, An Gal Tā Kigal Shē!! » While in the middle of her Noble Phantasm, when Ishtar warps to Venus, this is not the Venus in the outer space of the modern era’s, but rather, the Venus in the outer space during the time of the age of mythology. Afterwards, grabbing (the concept of) Venus and loading it onto her bow as a bullet, the Venus Blaster shoots this Venus that had been turned into a bullet towards the Earth (surface), and from another person’s perspective, it casually warps into the modern era’s airspace through the utilization of displacement magecraft. The mountain range that was a nuisance to others, even to the Earth and to Venus, is accordingly destroyed by this Venus. Main Action 20 HP Self Damage Siege Damage Range: 60 ft. radius in a point anywhere within 200 ft. Once Per Long Rest Each creature in a 60-foot-radius sphere centered on one point you choose must make a DC 25 Dexterity saving throw. The sphere spreads around corners. A creature takes 30d6 Force damage on a failed save, or half as much damage on a successful one. This Noble Phantasm ignores Elusive and other similar feats. Immunity and resistances are also treated as normal.

And thus, the glorious blaze of Venus' radiance blasts away all targets on the area, destroying even the nearby wall of the fortress, leaving behind a sizable hole on its side. Without so much as a fighting chance, the horde is reduced to nothing, not even ashes, as it is blown away.

As the enemies are slaughtered without mercy, and the few survivors retreat in cowardice, there is silence. A moment where there is no noise to be heard, other than your own palpitations. As if time itself stopped, there was nothing to be heard.

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But do not mistake this.

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*Do not mistake it for respite.*

11:00 PM

For a moment, there is silence, and in the next, there is a roar as if coming from the hounds of Hell, ready to feast upon the souls of the damned. There is a great tremor, which shakes everything to its foundations nearby. And then, you see it. The dark coal-like fortress, made from bark and pure hatred towards warm-blooded human life, shakes, as if given life. Its roots move, and expand. It rises, two-hundred feet into the air, and it declares with its mighty sight. The Fortress of Enniashe will not stand by your insult against it. It will consume you. It will not stop, until it has tasted your blood.

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@Game Ping 4 Now, the true test begins. Hold fast, or expire.

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Darkest Dungeon OST - Color of Madness "The Blasted Heath" (2018) H...

As this goes down... You can witness the other light getting closer and closer, approaching even faster than before.

The goddess observes the light for but a moment before letting out a small cold sigh, raising one of her two blades in the air before speaking in a tongue that only Ishtar would recognize as the language of the Divine. While it did not have as much power to it as it would in it's truest form it was still a formidable might. "Run and hide as much as you would like. For my blade will chase you beyond into eternity... Fear the divine might which befelled so many mine enemies. Overcame both Death and Seas as well as their servants... AYAMUR!" She hurls the blade forth, zipping past any obstacles that may lay in its path and strikes true, the goddess vanishing and reappearing by the heart which her blade crackling with divine lightning penetrated.

The heart tries to create a defensive barrier against the divine lightning, but alas, as it has surpassed the might of Death, none shall stand before it. The lightning is too much for the Core to consume, and pierces it without mercy, without hesitation. It recoils, the whole Fortress cries in agony and despair.

The goddess observes the light for but a moment before letting out a small cold sigh, raising one of her two blades in the air before speaking in a tongue that only Ishtar would recognize as the language of the Divine. While it did not have as much power to it as it would in it's truest form it was still a formidable might. "Run and hide as much as you would like. For my blade will chase you beyond into eternity... Fear the divine might which befelled so many mine enemies. Overcame both Death and Seas as well as their servants... AYAMUR!" She hurls the blade forth, zipping past any obstacles that may lay in its path and strikes true, the goddess vanishing and reappearing by the heart which her blade crackling with divine lightning penetrated.

@Ba'al (@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal) - jump As Naomi fought the Einnash branch. Her attention was briefly turned to the attention of the divine spirit she has summoned. Her first servant that gave her the title of Master. And in the language of the divine that she could not understand, but know it was of divine nature. "This is..." She thought to herself before cutting down the branch to witness her divine wrath first hand! This, this was lightning itself. The rain, transformed. Real lightning, not caused by magecraft, but by the will of a single natural entity. And as a worshipper of the japanese god of lightning. Seeing this, brings a strange sense from deep within her heart, alongside a thrill of seeing it with her own two crimson eyes..

... And as if an answer to the divine lightning, the light has arrived. It is warm, and it feels divine as well. Ishtar can see through her True Seeing spell that it comes from a humanoid, that has traversed far distances to get here. "AHAHAHAHA! So that's your lightning, to which you stand to God's might? Very well, allow me to contest it with His supreme light!" And soaring high the skies, you see it, a man, wielding a crimson sword, without sight and a smile in his face, plunges into the fortress, burning the roots that try to attack him with his blinding light. "You rotten thing! By my strength, let you be begone!" (edited)

"What? An enemy servant..?" Naomi turned her attention to the man with the crimson seord. Her eyes shifted towards him. Who burnt the forest opposing him with blinding light. Was it perhaps some sort of holy sword? What was this exactly? "Who are you?"

The swordsman seems to ignore such question due to the distance, or perhaps he's just absorbed into his task at hand.

He moved forward passing some of the nightkin as he moved towards the heart as he knew where it was thanks to Ishtar. He feel himself get attacked by the Nightkin as he moved by spinning around he swung his sword at the one that struck first before he dashed onward. Body pushing itself to the limit to achieve speed greater than what he was originally capable of. Once near the heart, he focused as he stuck the core with his sword. The blade of Aegis burning the heart which showed like against the nightkin was super effective. Another strike was laid into the heart and then one last swing tore through the heart ending its life as the power of his creation proved to be superior.

As its energy was repurposed for powering the Fortress, and its defenses had been burnt away by Ba'al's lightning, the Core was easy pickings for Nagato. It let out a final scream as the Aegis slashed it apart, letting rivers of blood flow below it.

1:29 AM

Everybody could palpably feel the fortress powering down, as it stops actively expanding and its movements have grinded to a halt as well.

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"Ho? Have you given up so easily?! You will not rob me from my glory, moving castle of damnation!" And with a divine light coming from his sword, he powers through to breach the roof and enter the Core's chamber.

1:34 AM

As his light fills the darkness, it becomes apparent this man... Can't see, as a sheet of red tissue covers his eyes. His arms are smoking hot, as if they were just put through an oven, and yet, he smiles at the direction of those present. "Allow me to make a simple question. Do you stand with or against the Forest?"

1:34 AM

@MoonBowBishPoisonFist|Pormal @Thicc|Fie/Ali/Ayu/Miyu/Nag/Mel

"I believe with what you had witnessed one could guess our stance with the forest." The goddess let out a small huff of slight irritation from getting pinned down so much.

"I mean, do we look like we work with the forest? I'm covered in my own blood from stabbing myself to get the attention of a bunch of zombies so they could be taken out in a massive attack. But to put it simply, no we don't work with the forest."

"I see, yes." He says, despite not seeing a lot, at all. "Then you won't mind if I perform my job, then." He says, as he brandishes his sword, once more, and walks towards the destroyed Core.

"If its making sure this thing stays dead then go ahead and be my guest. That last stunt really took a toll on me."

Baal gives a small shrug as she really doesn't care.

As the sword is plunged into the core, the light fills it... And those outside of the fortress can see that those affiliated with it start to shine with the same light...

1:45 AM

"O' Father, O' Father. Yours is the Domain of the Heavens May the Lamb wash away All Sins May the day in which the Seven Candles in the Seven Churches come when it is time May all that is impure be judged by thee And may you give rest to the righteous For I shall redeem these lost souls, by blade and faith. Let it be said so, or let the wind carry away my ashes, for you to judge as well. Amen." ... And start to burn away as well, as its radiance scorches their unholy beings to the core. In fact, you see a whole pletora of these start to appear on the victinity as well (edited)

1:47 AM

By the time it is over, the undead are less than ashes themselves, and he kneels, seemingly exhausted for the effort. There is silence, but this time, it is true respite. Tranquility.

1:51 AM

The way into the fortress is now illuminated, and no longer guarded.

... It has been quite a while since this took place. The fortress has dried without mana or blood to feed from, and the surrounding have been strengthened. The Duchess' territory will not falter. And yet, in the core, now dancing with a holy yet wicked flame, a strange man has just... Stayed on that spot for quite a while. He just looks, he just smiles. He just... Is. The Stranger, as seemingly you do not know any other name for him, contents himself to observe the ice castle from the ruins. As if he waited for something.

The first to respond to the presence of this Stranger would be the knight of rebellion, Mordred Pendragon. She makes her entrance after leaping from the wall of the Duchess' castle. Landing and making the earth shake upon impact. She was not here to mess around. Especially after an attack that occurred recently. "State your business." Demanded the knight. Her sword equipped but makes no stance to signal any form of combat or hostility. Her voice alone was enough to handle the situation.

The King of Knights followed suit. Her gaze a little absent as she followed her Knight without much of a fuss nor any hassle. She trusted Mordred to handle the talking for the moment.

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Veronica is here too, with her Pegasus..! She's rested long enough in her opinion, so she's back out here offering her help..! She stayed close to the Servants, if there's trouble she's here to help..

He would look at the group... The Knight of Rebellion, the King of Knights, the Amazon Warrior... and the Saint. A huge grin in his face. Note however that this man, cannot see pretty much at all, as he has covered his eyes with a blindfold. He would stand up, and greet them with a reverence. "O', mighty warriors, I believe that my business concerns thee as well."

"And what would that be exactly? How can we trust a stranger in a place like this? I suggest you cut to the chase if you value your life." Mordred threatens.

Veronica isn't quite sure if threats are necessary but.. it's not like she's going to speak up about it. These are Servants, experienced in these manners. They know what they're doing!

"Hold your Violent tone Saber." Georgios said disapproving of Mordred's violent words

He would reach for a little book in his, his body reacting badly to it. His hand begins to boil from the touch, and he does flinch for a moment... Yet he did it still. "So we, though many, are one body in Christ, and individually members one of another" "Fine warriors, don't you wish to reclaim the stolen skies? Don't you wish to see the Demon Lord, slain as well" "I am Remiel Andronicus, High Executor, and here is what I propose to you, many of you who seem to fight for the faith: I can guide you to the Demon Lord."

"The Demon Lord?" Mordred tilts her head a bit. Not exactly sure who this was.

"We are here to deal with the one who has fallen prey to their own weakness and begun attacking the innocent."

"The Demon Lord, he who howls endlessly in madness. He has been making difficult the flying into low attitude from a while. When the Impaler appeared, so did the Demon vanish. But now that one has been vanquished... You get the idea. He is shielded in black armor and rides into a steel chariot, a combat plane, and strikes down anybody who dares take flight, without mercy." "In more simple terms, I believe him to be one of yours, a Heroic Spirit. I have not fought him up front, but I do have an idea of who could it be... After all, I've noticed that it does howl a particular name." "Arthur."

Something in what the Stranger has said upset Mordred. She wields her blade and grits her teeth behind her steel helmet. "What does he have to do with my king? I shall end his life if this Demon Lord dares to threaten him." Mordred barks. Despite no enemy around, red lightning begins to dance around her armor and weapon. (edited)

"If you ask me, I have heard many confessions, from both the pious and the wicked. And to be truthful with you... It sounded to me like he was in pain. If he's your King, you must be a knight of the Roundtable. Perhaps you know who it could be?"

Mordred wasn't sure if her king was around but she'd check to see if he was nearby. Perhaps he knows the identity of this mad knight.

"In any case, to you, who seem good fellows." He sets his aimless gaze at Georgios, in particular "I can help you find it. My nose has always been good following stray dogs, and now it's only gotten better."

"Ah.. if you can help us find him that would be great..!" Maybe she shouldn't have spoken up at all. But she would have felt bad if she didn't say anything at all. "My name is Veronique Otrerum Nicolo, but please just call me Vee for short if you prefer." She also introduced herself, it would have been rude not to do so if he introduced himself as well.

"Veronique will do, after all, it's a pleasant name."

"A..ah. If you prefer that, then that is fine..!"

"So you know where we can find this Mad Knight?"

"Indeed. Right now." ... Sniff sniff, he literally smells the air... Takes a moment to process it, thinks a second... "He must have gone somewhere north from here. I can guide you there, if you wish to proceed."

"Take us there." Mordred calms herself down.

Having remained quiet for a long moment... The King of Knights clung onto her invisible blade for a few long moments. Her expression was hard to read. The revelation of the name being howled... It made her pause. Were her mistakes back to haunt her once again? "Let us go. If they are crying out to me, I will do my best to answer his call."

"Of course. I am grateful, to you as well." He said, as if knowing once Saber answered to that name. "Let us make haste, then! I would be in equal parts amazed and horrified of finding him still locked in battle for so long, after all." He now hid his Bible, his hand smoking hot and horrifically burnt, and continued as if such an injury wasn't there. Or at least, he pretended. Pain was written over the wrinkles of his face.

"Right..! I've got space on Pegasus, so if you want to you can ride with me." "..T-though, are you alright, Mister Andronicus?"

"I'm... fine." No, he was not "This... unfortunately, has been the Forest's curse embeded upon my flesh. But despite the thirst, do I endure it. The Core had a good source of blood, after all."

"Lady Veronique, I do not wish to intrude upon your ownership of the mount in question however would you mind if I was the one directing it? As a Saber Class Servant I possess the ability to utilize any form of travel exceptionally well. Do not feel pressured if you are not up for it however." With that Artoria turned to Remiel for just a moment, glancing towards him with a look of mixed compassion as well as understanding. "If it ever becomes too much, I will offer up my blade to make your death swift should you wish it."

"Ah, go right ahead..! I don't mind at all."

9:29 AM

"I'm not the best at directing him in the first place..!"

Mordred has no mount so she'll simply run. She is fast enough on her own either way.

The saint Summoned his Phantom War Horse Bayard

Remiel raised his non-burnt hand at Artoria, as if to say 'Thank you, but no' "Do not be surprised at the fiery ordeal among you, which comes upon you for your testing, as though some strange thing were happening to you. Peter wrote it." "I greatly appreciate it, and if it comes to that, you have the permission to stop me by any means. But... I refuse to die, I refuse to succumb to this wretched existence, even if every breath of mine is a blasphemy against God. I will not rest until this Forest, this accursed place, has been rooten out."

The travelling through Enniashe is always eventful, full of roots wanting to eat you alive or rip you apart. With your mastery of your arts, and team-work, you manage to overcome them all. You even survive a couple of missiles thrown at you from the ground, which Vee should be familiar with. You close to the city of Amiens, in the outer boundaries, when you hear it. The howling. Artoria can feel it in her bones, and it will only give her a single chance to dodge it, before the chariot arrives.

"Ah.. Pegasus is looking better than ever..!" Though, that just means Artoria is just that much better at handling him than Veronica is. Well, it makes sense. She's no Servant.

"... Quickly to the right!" Artoria called out, moving her body forward and steering the pegasus to the right- quickly doing her best to avoid the attack.

"Are you two alright?"

"Enemy vehicle in the sky. That's the Demon Lord for sure." Mordred clicks her tongue in annoyance as she was in the ground.

Just in the nick of time, by going into the right, you avoid the deadly arrow of black death going right towards you. And soon, does it take flight again. Ready to aim and try again... You start to see it more clearly, an F-115 combat airplane, transformed into darkened metal, and on top of it, the Berserker howls.

"Hmm I do not have a way of reaching the Enemy servant."

"Neither do I." Mordred would look around for the stranger. "Do you have anything to get that vehicle down?"

"「 AAAAAAAAH...! Arthuuuuuuuur!」"

"My sword, a lot of faith... And an idea."

". . . !" The woman reacted to the name. Glancing towards the plane flying over the sky. "Watch out..!"

"Enemy Spotted..!" Veronica will go right ahead and take up her Spear. "Shall we engage?"

"An idea? If it gets that plane down or me on it, then say it."

"Lady Vee, take the reins of the Pegasus..!" With that Artoria turned towards the plane, waiting for it to get just a little closer...

10:41 AM

Taking in a deep breath, Artoria channeled the energies within the Invisible Blade in order to propell herself trough the air, quickly flying trough it at incredible speeds causing a loud almost thunder-like noise to ring out as she closed the distance between herself and the plane. In the moment she managed to get just above it... The light of Excalibur shone brightly for just a moment as it shimmered with brilliant light... With that, Artoria lunged to slam her blade into the jet engine.

and Veronica did her best to keep the Pegasus stable and in the air..!

George takes pictures of this happening to show to Leopold later.

Being on the ground made Mordred annoyed. She needed to be up there. To help her king. But she can't do anything at this time.

"An idea? If it gets that plane down or me on it, then say it."

@Mordred Pendragon | Alter (@ArbyOrNotToBe) - jump "Ah, it seems the King of Knights got ahead of me in that regard... If he's so obssessed with her, I'm sure he will follow her like a horse with a carrot. If she goes into the ground... Who says he won't as well?"

"Then I can only wait for my opportunity to get involved..." Mordred stomps the ground in frustration. "Damn it..."

Remiel would unfurl wings made of divine light, which burnt his back. He grits his teeth "Unless, ah, you want a ride...?"

"If it gets me to that monster faster, then yes. I would like a ride." She looks at the stranger. Though hidden behind her helm, she was determined.

The plane is hit by the holy sword, yet its pilot tries its best to still remain in the air. He screams, at the sight of its assailant "「 ARTHUUUUR!」"

"Why do you cry my name out? If you've got something to say, now would be the time."

The only thing this Berserker has done is scream, shout and howl. So far his Madness Enhancement does not allow him to form coherent thoughts as to answer your question. ... But. "「 Yooooou...! AAAAAAAAAH...!」" He recognizes you as his target. That's all he needs to know. Or the only thing he knows, in fact. So why... Why is something not right, in all of this chaos?

". . . I do not know what the slight I have done against you is, however if it is a challenge you seek I accept." With that Artoria gripped her blade tightly.

The Amazon Warrior wasn't far behind Artoria. Her Pegasus was keeping up with the Plane just fine for now! She's been wacking the Plane in an attempt to bring it down but she didn't seem to be doing lots of damage.

Saint Georgios a top the back of Bayard charged forwards before awkwardly waiting for the plane to Crash or something

"That's close enough. I'll handle myself from here." Using the stranger as a way to boost herself, she'd dart over to the plane and use Clarent to keep herself on the vehicle in case of any evasive maneuvers are made. She then stares menacingly at Lancelot. Hopefully she'll get her opportunity.

"Be careful." Artoria quickly called out to her knight, keeping a look of firm determination as she glanced up towards the plane flying overhead even as she freefell.

"The maddened Berserker howled, and attacked Mordred in his frenzy, somewhat recognizing her. He attacked with a sword and a halberd with strange designs, clearly not made by mankind, but by whatever laid in that forest.*

Hearing her words, Mordred expresses a grin which is later revealed to those who can see her as her helmet sinks into her armor. Soon a grim chuckle escapes her lips as she is suddenly fueled by something. "It's my turn now." *Pulling out Clarent from the plane, Mordred takes this chance to attack the mad knight. Her blade empowered with her mana. *

12:12 PM

Soon after, she circles around the berserker. Getting a better position to avoid falling.

"As your attacks hit... something happens. A switch has been flicked off, Lancelot screams even higher, and... the aircraft descends full speed into the ground.* "「 AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!」"

Oh no. That looks like it's crashing. "Ah! Hang on..!"

Suddenly from the rooftops of Amiens below a trail of vapour streaked towards the skies, then another, and another followed in a quick succession. The white plumes quickly twisted and shifted in the air before powering towards anyone that wasn't the falling Berserker. 

At the very bottom, the Saint himself would spot the source since he was lowest, a single man standing on the roof of a depilated tower that had once been an office building with a smoking missile launcher on his shoulder.

12:27 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud @ArbyOrNotToBe @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

12:27 PM

Even from this height the Saint could swear there was a grin on the man's face.

"Tsk, there is someone at the base of that building over there!"

The figure even gave a mock salute at Georgios.

As Artoria and Mordred crash alongside the Berserker, Enniashe seemingly answers to this by retracting quite a bit of a distance, allowing a clear to appear here. Noted are the half-eaten corpses and remains of modern weaponry decorating the place. In the flames of the crashed plane, Lancelot does not seem bothered. In fact, he is quite lively now.

"So with his legendary and mighty strength, he puts his hands in the swamp-like cemetery, and pulls to reveal... A goddamn tank.

". . ."

12:39 PM

"How...--"

In the distance the sounds of Peggy busting as big one can be heard

It seems the Forest contorts as Berserker wishes, as if to assist him. Not totally, but at least enough to provide him a fighting weapon. After it willing made a creek for you to fight on. Perhaps an honorable duel? Or can such thing even by considerably when facing a madman?

Mordred manages to shield herself from the impact and land on the earth unscathed. However, upon seeing the Berserker pull out a tank from the ground, Mordred grips her shield tightly and lets Clarent disappear.

The tank contorts, as if the steel had a well of its own, and consumes Lancelot to enclosure him inside.

"This might be an issue."

"We're in a swamp filled with these other vehicles. If we don't hold him, he'll just retreat to another one."

Veronica is now standing ontop of the Tank after dismounting her Pegasus. She is entirely clueless on how to deal with this. "D-Does anyone know how these things work?"

"It seems like whatever he touches can be a weapon no matter the condition. We just saw this Demon Lord grab a tank from the swamp and made it function."

"Tsk, there is someone at the base of that building over there!"

@Saint Georgios | Dragon-slaying Saint | (@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud) - jump "Someone...?" Remiel grips his blade, almost to the point where it would normally crack... It seems he is turning from pained, despite the taken shot... To rabid.

1:25 PM

"Grrr... By God's will, you, Demon Lord, shall be expunged from this world!"

"No innocents shall die today! " Saint Georgios channelled his Saintly divinity to protect Remiel as they were hit reducing the impact of the blast

"Innocent... Ah, you're being too nice with me, oh gracious Saint."

"One should not be treated ill due to a single mistake of past all have the right of learning from their mistakes and returning to path of virtue; those like Berserker who refuse to learn and who would oppress others and permit violence to rule their hearts and actions have merely fallen prey to their own weakness." "I shall not permit them to cause harm any longer!"

The tank has been flipped over. It tries to correct its course, like a turtle, but to no avail.

"If that is your verdict, I will not fight over it. Monstrous Berserker, it is time you receive the love of God and see that your way is not the right path!" He said, with his burning sword ripping him apart as well, as to cast judgment "You will accept God's love into thy accursed body, one way or the other!"

And indeed, with his righteous fervor and his shining blade, the Tank was eventually torn to pieces and burnt away, revealing the Berserker inside it.

"~~GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TANK I'M PLAYING WORLD OF TANKS~~"

"He's open!"

"Like a can of worms, ready yourselves!"

"Understood!"

..Her Pegasus is blown to bits. Yet another one lost. With her face in the mud, she stands up. Her Blood is boiling. Why do they always target her Pegasus? Everytime. Veronica is pissed. She's. Pissed. So she'll take out her frustrations on their Enemy. Screw Conserving Energy. She's attacking with everything she's got.

9:56 AM

Ah. Of course it wasn't enough. Was she an Idiot? That was almost everything she had, now she's tired. She'll be at a disadvantage for what's to come. Stupid, Idiot Veronica. "Ah.." But it's fine. As long as they keep at it, this threat will be vanquished like the rest.

As the Berserker is attacked, no holds barren, by Veronique, something flips again. Berserker does not howl, he screeches, as if a revelation was given to him. His strength force everybody to move back, as he sseemingly fights off Mordred's restrain. And you can see that the dark smoke surrounding him starts to drop down. O', Knights of the Round Table, what does that armor look like? And more importantly... what does that sword that Berserker is holding, look like? He reaches for his helmet, and crushes it in his hand, revealing his identity.

The Amazon does her best to resist but.. She's pushed back even still. No matter, she'll work on it later. Berserker is holding a Sword now, right. She's seen this Servant before, in Chaldea. Right. How could she not have recognized him before? Doesn't matter. He's an enemy now.

Aaar...thur...! The monstrous face, now revealed, recoils in disgust and hatred. He wields his great sword, the Arondight, ready to at last, give all of his in this final duel.

"...! It's--"

10:19 AM

The King of Knights paused in place, gripping the cling of her invisible blade in disbelief... Was... Was this really the loyal knight that had once served her? Was this what had become of him? In quiet contemplation, the woman's expression turned darker. Faced with her failure's, the fate of her knight corrupted by the forest... Twisted and pulled into this form. "Lancelot." She stated simply, acknowledging her knight in thought.

Arthuuuuur...! Did Lancelot answer to his former king, the one admired by most, symbol of what it meant to be a knight, now... Deformed into this disgusting hatred, this seething animosity that was directed towards her and only her. It comes from him like fumes. Lancelot rushes, ready to attack with Arondight. To make battle.

Taken aback by the sudden sight of her knight assaulting her like this, Artoria grinded her teeth- her movements a bit more sluggish than usual as if still too shocked by this revelation to properly react. Yet, she didn't make a noise of complaint as Arondight slashed against her armor, piercing trough it like butter and slashing away at her form. Even if the pain was intense, she faced down without a comment more.

Unleashing the Invisible Air, Artoria wordlessly clung to her blade. The bitterness of this sight, it stung away at her heart. Like a needle piercing away and into her very being... Into her very soul. She hated seeing her trusted knight like this-- Seeing him like this. He was her trusted friend, a loyal companion and perhaps most importantly... Someone that she had sworn to do by the best she could... "Lancelot. This battle is between you and me. You have cried out for me. Whatever your gripe may be, I implore you upon your honor as a knight that if you strike me down, leave the rest to go on as they may. I am your opponent." With that she merely glanced towards the others for just a moment before glancing back towards her knight. This was her mistake to suffer for. This was her past coming back to haunt her. Her grip on Excalibur tightened. Fuelled by the pain of her wounds she prepared to angle the weapon in a way that would ensure no one else got hurt. This was the least she could for her knight... For her Friend. Reaching out deep into the blade, Artoria poured all the mana she could into the blade... Begin the Voting Process...

@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

Bedivere: [The enemy must be more powerful than oneself] Lancelot: [The enemy must not be an elemental] Mordred: [The battle must be one against evil] Gareth: [The battle must not be inhumane] Galahad: [The battle must not involve personal gain] Gaheris: [The battle must not be against Humanity] Agravain: [The battle must be for truth] Kay: [The battle must be to live] Artoria Pendragon: [The battle must be to defend human order] 11th Seal: [One's comrades-in-arms must be courageous] 12th Seal: [The battle must not be against one pure of heart] (edited)

"Lancelot... I'm sorry for what has become of you. However... I'm afraid I cannot allow myself to fall now... EXCALIBUR!" With that, Artoria swung the blade, angling it just over the ground to prevent the explosion as brilliant light quickly washed over the battlefield.

ntr:"And so, the wave of light reaches with almost all of its power. Lancelot could've dodged, but instead... He choosed not to. He stood there, as if accepting his King's judgment.

IS YOUR FUCKING LANCELOT NAME

11:00 AM

ACTUALL NTR

yes.

Kill me now.

11:01 AM

Once the brilliant light of Excalibur faded. Artoria let out a sharp breath. Breathing in heavily before glancing towards others... "Now!"

The blast was so powerful that a few couple of miles in Enniashe's territory has been effectively vaporized.

What a Brilliant Light. It reminded Veronica of France. She survived something like that back then..? She shakes her head. Thoughts Emtpy. Focus on the Fight.

Lancelot... stood there. Nobody usually survives getting hit by Excalibur and lives to tell the tale... Yet, with pride, he took it head on.

@Lancelot Du Lac - Howling Fallen Knight of the Round Table (@Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT) - jump Except in CC and FGO.

11:05 AM

That happens a lot here.

Don't look at me

Looks at Ciel

Saint Georgios jumped a top Bayard and charged towards the mad knight "This is the truth of Ascalon! Thou art a dragon, a sinful beast! Ascalon!"

Suddenly a figure walked through the singed and destroyed treeline created by the use of two Holy Noble Phantasms. He was a tall figure with an almost pale to the point of an almost gray-ish complexion. He was dressed in a longcoat with golden epaulettes and a military insignia on his left breast. By all intents and purposes he seemed to be a high-ranking commander of some sort.

On his right shoulder he was casually carrying a Stinger Missile Launcher that was smoking at the barrel.

Veronique would recall that down south many soldiers wore a uniform with that insignia.

The Saint would know who had been.

"Well," his voice was smooth and almost jovial, with a accent that couldn't quite be discerned, "I was hoping for a vacation on the nice French beaches of Calais, but it seems that I must delay those plans for this unfortunate mess you have gotten Berserker into."

11:45 AM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @ArbyOrNotToBe

"..You...!" She took note of the Missile Launcher. Most probably the same one that blew her Pegasus to bits. She took a deep breath, there's no use getting angry now. If he is joining this fight, he will be vanquished.

11:46 AM

Still, the Grip on her Spear tightened.

He'd raise an eyebrow at Veronique, "Do I know you, dear ma'am?"

". . ." Her eyes moved to the man, glancing over to him with a raised eyebrow for just a moment.

"..No, we've never met." "..but you've been the one shooting us, right?"

"... You." Oh, Remiel did know this person. And he was not pleased to hear him speak.

"Well given the fact you've been harassing a law-abiding man and his Servant, I'd say it's quite warranted," he said with a grin stretching across his face.

He would turn to the King of Knights, "So you're the one that's enraptured my Berserker, judging by your beauty."

The man barely noted Ramiel,"We'll finish this later you and me."

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

". . . I do not know what you're insinuating however it is not what you are hinting at it being. That much I can assure you of." She spoke firmly, gripping her tatterred armor. She normally would simply reform it but with how little mana she had left at this point, that would risk her being unable to continue fighting.

"Well whatever the reason,  Berserker doesn't like you. Despite my commands he's chosen to fight to the death here." he aimed his rocket launcher in the air, "And as much as I ain't a fan of him, I'm afraid he and I still have unfinished business with those Church Pigs in Rome!"

And suddenly a barrage of missiles at an almost impossible rate from his launcher.

"So do me a favour and sod off!"

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud @ArbyOrNotToBe @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT

Georges once again warded his allies with his resolved and unbreakable faith "If that is the case then you are beyond redeption!"

As Veronique was about to land the final blow suddenly the Berserker vanished in a flash of blinding light.

Suddenly standing there was the man, the gloved ripped off his hand to reveal a glowing command seal.

"Well, let's give him a bit of a breather shall we? He can come back when he's taken his breath." his eyes looked over the Chaldeans, "In the meantime you can have fun with me."

12:04 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @ArbyOrNotToBe @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

That works out just fine for her. Either way, one threat is gone. So she'll move onto the next. This is for her Pegasus.

He dropped the rocket launcher from his shoulder, letting the now empty Mystic Code fall to the ground.

"But I'm afraid while the Lady in Shining Armour remains, I can't control him."

Suddenly he reached behind his back to grab a sniper rifle.

"If you're his ex or something, I'll make my apologies to him later."

12:08 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

With Artoria's Fussilade of strikes, his arm was ripped clean off his shoulder, spraying red blood everywhere as for a moment he appeared shocked. "Ah, you're Her aren't you?" he said almost casually to Artoria as if he wasn't missing an arm.

12:21 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

That was all the confirmation Veronica needed. He wasn't Human. So there's no need to hesitate.

". . ." The woman remained silent, her eyes fixated on the unknown assailant with a look of mixed determination as well as perhaps sadness. "Let go of Lancelot, release him from your service."

*Georgios charged towards the King of Knights and placed her hand upon her shoulder quickly healing her wounds though his blessing as a Saint * "Are you alright Saber?" (edited)

". . ." The woman remained silent, her eyes fixated on the unknown assailant with a look of mixed determination as well as perhaps sadness. "Let go of Lancelot, release him from your service."

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump "What is at stake is larger then you or your Knight." he said as he danced back from a series of strikes, several of which still struck him. "I am quite afraid until I see the Vatican and the Queen burn, he will be under my service."

"Thank you for your aid." The King of Knights noted, glancing back towards George with a nod though it was clear she didn't seem... Too alright. She was close to entirely out of mana yet managed to persevere despite it all. "You seek to usurp the world and bring humanity to it's ruin. I will not allow you to do that."

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump "Usurp? Far from it." he snarled, "Don't even dare of comparing me to those Church dogs. I'm trying to save Humanity, even if you stand in the way it won't stop me."

"This is false and you know it. Have you truly lost your mind just like Lancelot?" The woman closed her eyes, her grip of Excalibur tightened.

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump "You don't even know me and you already assume too many things about my schemes," he drew a pistol from his holster, one of which that swirled with red necrotic energry, "Keep in mind, you chose this fight. Not me."

"I'm a kind and generous man." he said through gritted teeth, "And I like to think one who can make good buisness deals at the same time." "Give it up." he said as he blasted at Artoria with his Cursed Pistol, "Your quarry is gone and with it your purpose for being here. The only thing that awaits Chaldea here is your own deaths. Do you really think I would be stupid enough to take you all on, walking here all on my own, if I didn't know my victory was assured?"

12:47 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Thunder - LS | ED | DO | HT @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

..Now that made her a bit nervous. Nevertheless. She wasn't out of resources yet. "We won't give up! Never!"

"Why are you even fighting me?" he sighed, "I'm just here to pick up my Servant."

"I'm afraid that I cannot agree to this. You are what ties Sir Lancelot to this world as his master. He... He deserves better than this. I might have failed him as a king in life, however to retreat and give up now would only further exasperate my past mistakes."

"You seem like a sweet enough girl, reminds me of Solaris before those bastards at the Church killed her, don't make me kill you too." he said to Vee.

12:49 PM

"I'm afraid that I cannot agree to this. You are what ties Sir Lancelot to this world as his master. He... He deserves better than this. I might have failed him as a king in life, however to retreat and give up now would only further exasperate my past mistakes."

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump "If it makes you feel better I'll soon be sending him to an honourable death for Chaldea's sake."

..What is he saying? he is an enemy, isn't he? ..No, she mustn't waver.

"Hell, I'd even allow safe passage to wherever you came from," The man twisted the pistol in his hand as he reloaded. "By all means, I have no reason for conflict with you lot... well save for the Church Dog in your midst. But what he and I have is personal so stay out of it!"

"Ha, you and I might be bloodsuckers... But I will never lower myself to the likes of you!"

"I never wanted to become a Successor Rank," he shouted almost in fury at Remiel, 'But you forced me to take that deal with the Doctor to save Solaris. You bastard!"

"Stranger. I shall pause you in your quest. Whatever it may be... You are not one of pure heart nor interested in the good of Chaldea. Prepare yourself."

"Well. If we're going to act like this." he racked the slide back, "I suppose I'll just have to kill you all. Maybe with your blood I shall finally be amongst the Ancestors themselves."

"---" She takes a deep breath. "You will do no such thing. I won't let you!"

"I never wanted this, any of this!" he growled, "It looks like you lot are being troublesome."

"You shall not fell a single person here contemptable sinner who would harm the innocent!" Saint Georgios prepared to strike down the stranger

Well.. He already killed one of us a while ago, but Veronique won't be the one to say it.

Suddenly from the forest more figures would approach. Figures donn'd in tactical gear with P-90 submachine guns in their hands.

On their chests were the words "GIGN"

1:03 PM

1:03 PM

They were silent save for the crackle of bursts of radio static between them, words impossible to decipher.

"..More enemies...!"

"Surely you're no idiots to fight outnumbered," he said, "I really would prefer you not staining this coat further then you already have. Do you have any idea how much a good drycleaner costs in this economy?"

"A-are you really making jokes in a situation like this..?"

Mid sentence George would strike his jaw

"A-are you really making jokes in a situation like this..?"

@Veronique Otrerum Nicolo (@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat) - jump "I wouldn't if I wasn't sure of the outcome. " he smiled slyly, she could tell he had more then one card up his sleeve. Then flinched at Georgios blow.

1:08 PM

"You really are a persistant lot aren't you?"

"And you are an arrogant fool who knows not of reason!"

@Saint Georgios | Dragon-slaying Saint | (@Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud) - jump "The fact that you're saying that while about to become surrounded and outnumbered really says a lot about you Knights of yore. All the same, no idea of the true scale of everything."

Is holding the sword literally called 'Blade of Promised Victory'. We got this.

Has taken like 0 damage so far We got this.

"You said retreat brings you nothing," he said to Artoria, "What do you even hope to gain here? You know you can't kill me and you'll just be wasting your time at the end of this all."

"You're words are as hollow as your Brain, we shall not back down!"

"Don't make the mistakes I made and waste your life in a fight you can't hope to win." he sneered.

"..Wouldn't be the first time we came out of a hopeless situation. So far this situation hasn't looked hopeless to me at all yet, though!"

"You would be so callous as to allow your Saber to die for a worthless objective?"

". . ." Clinging to her Blade, Artoria glared at their enemy. Eyeing him with a look of determination.

.... They're all firing at the Saber. She's built herself up to be able to handle damage like that, but it's all for nothing if nobody is even attacking her..!

"I refuse... Not when we have come so far. Not when... The fate of the world is on the line." Just as the attack was about to strike her, she saw her knight- Mordred come in to help her. With a soft nod, Artoria turned to her foe, her enemy...

"..Even if you manage to bring her down, so long as I still stand she will keep getting up!"

"So be it," he said softly as he drew his pistol, aimed squarely at her forehead as she turned to face him....

"Try as you might... I believe in my Comrades. We will fight until the moment the very last breath leaves our lips. When our lungs cease to function and our eyes close. Unlike you, we look forward into the future and walk together as one."

"Again you assume we are opposites when I am trying to do that. Hell, I even have a deal with Chaldea going but none of you seem to care about that."

"Then explain yourself..! What deal, what are you even talking about..?"

"With a Peter Stumpp amongst your kind."

1:59 PM

"Then explain yourself..! What deal, what are you even talking about..?"

@Veronique Otrerum Nicolo (@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat) - jump "A peace deal of sorts. That you just broke."

"....."

1:59 PM

"..That we broke? After you attacked us..?"

He smiled. "After you attacked my Servant. I am obliged to protect my own property aren't I?"

"He did attack us first..."

". . . Property?" The King of Knights glared at the man.

2:01 PM

"Is that really what you desire to call him? Little more than property?"

...Right.. "And Servants aren't property either..!"

"And instead of disengaging you chose to continue to fight," he even chuckled lowly, "And I've given your bunch more then enough warning about what you're getting into. By all means I'm aware we're both now in some sort of indirect conflict with the Queen of the Clock Tower. You don't want her getting the grail, same with me." "Do you call a Mad Dog you keep on a frayed leash a human being? It's more of a thing at this point honestly."

"I..."

"Enemy of our enemy wouldn't you agree?"

". . ." *No more words came from Artoria. She instead focused on the fight."

"Anyone who would dare to refer to another living being as a mere object has strayed to far from the correct path. I shall deliver you to the Lord myself."

"..No matter how mad, or broken. Servants are Comrades. They're no things..! They are so much more than either of us could ever hope to be..!"

"That Dead Corpse you call a God?" he scoffed, "Nietzsche was right." "You really are going to refuse my offer of just leaving with your lives aren't you lot? For that sad little mutt."

2:09 PM

"Hmmm. You really attached to that Berserker and this fight is honestly going nowhere," he smiled, "How about a deal for his freedom then?"

2:10 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

.... Is.. this him trying to bargain for his life? They're allies of the forest so..

Despite her hands trembling, the golden shimmer of her blade in her hand the woman had managed to keep her calm. Yet, to Mordred and George it might have been more obvious than to others at just how much shimmering anger and rage she felt at this... "First you call him property... Now you propose to trade him away like a slave. Have you no shame?"

2:12 PM

"Spare your words. Even the vilest woman I have ever come to know had more honor than you."

Still that arrogant smug grin on his face, "Well... can't say I didn't try." Suddenly his eyes blazed a tremendous crimson red.

2:16 PM

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

"Brace yourselves!"

"I have to thank you Rita and Doctor for this wonderful gift of your Idea Blood," He began to laugh manically as he stared right into Vee's eyes. "They say the eyes are the gateway to the soul," his voice had an etheral echo to it, "And I can tell you..." "Rosses are Red." <<Mystic Eyes of Rosses: Replica>>

2:21 PM

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

Ah. She can't move. Still, she looks defiant. Even if she's unable to do anything, she will refuse to be defeated..!

The Man would suddenly fire a shot right at Artoria, one that he was sure wouldn't miss.

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

"How unfortunate," he said even though he was pinned by Mordred his gun was smoking from what could easily be a fatal strike, "I think I've made a Checkmate. I'm aware that this is troublesome and all, and I still have future plans and deals with Chaldea through Peter Stumpp, so I would not prefer to kill one of Chaldea's own." "I can let you walk away with safe passage and even healing from my mana," he said with none of the humour in his voice, "If you choose to not bother me." "Otherwise I'll make good on my Checkmate."

2:41 PM

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach @Sophie, Mary, Nito, Gorgon, Boud

If only she could move. She can't exactly respond when she's stunned like this, can she?

"Tsk, fine."

He winced as he readjusted his broken jaw, "Have to say, you got awfully close. A few more seconds and you would have had me."

Down on the ground. Battered and defeated.

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump He got up and casted Healing Word on Artoria

2:46 PM

"Feel free to come for tea time, just don't interfere with Berserker."

Within a second, the woman glanced up at the man. She looked weak yet... Bit by bit hatred burnt in her eyes.

2:47 PM

She immedietly lunges, weakly swinging Excalibur his way.

"Don't look at me like that," he said, "If anything..." He looked around in the forest, staring at the creaking trees. "I-" The blade actually sunk into his shoulder as he stared for a moment shocked. "Still have fight left in you after I just saved your life? So much for an honourable Knight."

2:48 PM

he said in mock indignation

2:48 PM

@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

Please help, I can't move.

"Let... Lancelot go..." She murmured out, clinging to her blade and leaning her weight against the sword and by extent? Him. She was almost entirely out of mana. Barely clinging onto life.

Please help, I can't move.

@Veronique Otrerum Nicolo (@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat) - jump "Oh you," he blinked and the effect ended on Veronica. "Have to say, that spear of yours hit hard. Is it a legendary weapon of some sorts?"

2:50 PM

"Let... Lancelot go..." She murmured out, clinging to her blade and leaning her weight against the sword and by extent? Him. She was almost entirely out of mana. Barely clinging onto life.

@Artoria Pendragon, King of Knights (@Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach) - jump "What did I say about hopeless battles?" he sneered, "Accept that you've won. I was about to launch an assualt on Calais but with the damage you've done to the Rabid Dog those plans are now impossible."

2:50 PM

"So much for being a Knight. There's a reason your kind died out."

Even in death... Even in death she has proven herself to be a failure of a King. ". . ."

... She's free again. She's got enough control over herself to not attack. "Please stop insulting her." Still, she can safely say. She did not like this guy.

2:53 PM

Her Spear is being put back into her bag, she's got a ring out instead now. "..If you give us ten minutes we'll be gone."

"Hmph," he looked her up and down, "I've done enough for retribution for the annoyance you've given me." "I will provide you with a helicopter with one of my men piloting it and you will leave this area." he said sternly, "He'll take you wherever his fuel tank can. Just nothing near danger of course."

Ah. "..Ah."

Her Spear is being put back into her bag, she's got a ring out instead now. "..If you give us ten minutes we'll be gone."

@Veronique Otrerum Nicolo (@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat) - jump "Do it. And if you need medical aid. Ask. Either way up to you."

2:54 PM

"And much as I dispise the damage you've done of Berserker, I rather not a full-blown war with Chaldea. And you don't need a full-blown war with NATO."

Too weak to continue fighting, Artoria dematerialized her sword and armor. She had too little mana to keep them materialized. At this point? She collapsed to the ground out of exhaustion.

... "W--... Why are you helping us after all this..?" She didn't get it at all. "A..aren't you allied with the Forest..?"

He'd glance at the trees again, almost with apprehension in his eyes, "Yes." but something about this seemed wrong to Vee, "I have plans for you that will benifit this forest."

2:55 PM

"Chaldea may be against the forest, but you lot in my eyes can serve as a tool to assist me and my master in destroying the church."

"..I see. Thank you for allowing us to retreat. My name is Veronique Otrerum Nicolo." She hated it, but she had to be respectful. Don't be reckless, so we may all live. She'll have to apologize to her Pegasus later.

As the Helicopter landed to take them away he would bump her extremely strongly in the shoulder, "Don't get in my way again," he would say before he began to walk away, almost limping, with the rest of his men. Veronique would feel something thick in her pocket all of a sudden after the bump.

2:58 PM

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

... At least they survived. She'll check her Pocket once they're safe.

The pilot in the helicopter would look at her, as if waiting for something.

.... "..Y-Yes..?"

He'd point to a map on one of the old computer screens and shrug his shoulders.

Oh god. Maps. Uh.. where was safe again..?

3:01 PM

Rome. Right. She'll pick Rome..!

Having managed to get back up, she'd slowly drag herself to the plane. Sitting down and leaning down against the seat.

3:01 PM

She was... Extremely tired.

He shook his head and instead pointed at the border between Einnashe and the south. @Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

3:02 PM

And with that he would take off. He'd even toss a juice box towards Artoria.

Soon he would land just north of the ruins of Milan

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat @Andle | Cam, Ib, Rach

The woman didn't seem to respond to the juice box. Instead she just sat there, her eyes fixated on the floor.

On the piece of paper is a phone number followed by:

Call me in three hours after you land. I'll be out of the forest and its watchful gaze by then.

Let's just say the boss has a bad eye when it comes to employee satisfaction.

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat

Three Hours. Got it. She'll start keeping track of time now..! WAIT WHERE WOULD SHE GET A PHONE FROM? OH GOD-

Despite wearing a mask the pilot seemed to roll his eyes and tossed a burner right into Vee's face before taking off after Artoria and Geogris left.

@Vormal/Asstolfo/Morban/Sword/Cat (edited)

Thankfully she's not that incompetent so she's probably managed to catch it without breaking it. Still, technology isn't her strong suit. She just sighs out of relief, they're finally safe.

"And before I go," the voice of the pilot came through, but it wasn't the voice of the pilot but rather of the man before now speaking through its radio-mask.

"Best of luck."

"Sayonara."

"Let us recuperate."

"I am very sorry."

With that the five were all alone in Milan.