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Robin


Robin ran outside of the lab, drawing his sword quickly and making a quick frost shield on his other hand. He ducked behind a tree, staying out of Avenger's sight while building up the nerve to attack.



Kirin Oshiro

"Yeah." He tightened his right glove. Not a good sign. I can sense a pretty major mana signature coming from below."

"Does that mean..." Hera trailed off.

"...Yes." He turned to the door and picked up his wand on the way out. "If you're too hurt to fight, I suggest you stay back. Otherwise, be careful." He left.



Henri

Henri began running toward the site of the battle.  I don't have a Servant.  What good will I be?  Regardless, the image of Cody dying spurred him on.  They had to win the Sanctum War, and they had to both survive.

He arrived at the front of the lab and carefully entered the door, his trident charged with Spark spells.



Hera

Hera limped after Kirin holding her spell book.



Removed the Anne post from here and put it into the reserved spot above.



Cody Lazarus

"That's Eve- yes, the Eve, from the book of Genesis. She can take any Noble Phantasm out of that portal of hers, Sanctum Sanctorum, and fire it like a bullet, and she's got her own Sanctum Key. I'll get Caster; the battle's on now!" He steadied his gun and prepared to move again.

Eve

"Hm." She narrowed her eyes at Saber. From a lone portal to her right she summoned a Muramasa blade, slowly drawing it from the code as if it were a scabbard, then slowly moved into a samurai's position.

"Your move, Masamune."



Robin

Feeling like he was being cowardice, Robin moved out of position and sheated his sword, prepared to send a burst of ice at Avenger, until he saw Saber and Avenger both draw swords. Wary of the portals, Robin moved into position behind Cody and Anne's shield, sword now redrawn.




Hera

Hera and Kirin were cautiously approaching the source of the mana signature, when a spear flew through the wall of a room barely missing Kirin's head.

Hera was about to cast a lower level shielding spell when she noticed something about the weapon. Is that...?

"Kirin, I recognize that spear..."




Nicole

The girl and her servant beside her stood atop an adjacent hill to that which Maria had informed them of. The looked down upon the battlefield where the clubs had battled Isa Oshiro, the scars of which were slowly being erased by the snowstorm. Nicole didn't feel particularly cold, despite her light attire.

Nicole turned her attention to the out-of-place building ahead of them. Certainly Cody's work, or Caster's or whatever.

Even at this distance, they heard the clangs of battle. Just after the most recent one, Muramasa's head snapped towards the mansion, and she snarled softly.

"What's wrong?" Nicole asked. This was unusual behavior for the typically unemotional Berserker.

Muramasa merely drew the long sword blade at her side and held it up to the light, inspecting it. The flecks of falling snow seemed to skid right off.

Someone in that building had just insulted her, personally. Muramasa poised the blade in front of her, and charged.

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[div style="text-align:left;"]Muramasa's form flashed through the air, too fast to follow by eyesight. Her speed was unrivaled by any servant in this war.

Nicole didn't try to stop or question her. All Berserker attributes aside, the woman generally knew what she was doing. Besides, Nicole understood perfectly well the insatiable desire to hurt that she was surely feeling right now.

Nicole instead took her time as she descended the hill, and finally stepped onto the snowed field.
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Muramasa was far ahead of her. The Berserker smashed her way in through the door, and, following the powerful mana signatures, lunged into the great room.

She initially saw a few unimportant people. A blonde boy, a boy with a fragile-looking ice-shield, and an ugly redhead girl.

Then, as she turned to survey the room further, she saw him. He seemed to sense her as well, and he half-turned in shock.

What were the odds that they would be summoned together? Muramasa gripped her sword so tightly that, had it not been a noble phantasm, it would've broken by now. Oh, how she longed to slash him open, the man she despised most in all the world.

But there was one other person to notice. The most powerful mana signature in the room, dwarfing even those of the two greatest swordsmiths to ever exist.

A young, white-haired girl, daring to soil one of Muramasa's precious blades with her thieving hands, imitating the stance of a noble Japanese warrior, despite her obvious Western heritage. This one, Muramasa decided, would pay dearly for her disrespect.

Muramasa eyed her detested former teacher, and gestured to the thieving little girl. She hoped her message was clear: Kill her first. Then, our duel.[/div][/div]



"Isn't she supposed to be 'protecting' us till we're ready? And do you know any of her weaknesses?" Anne asked Cody while keeping up her left hand which the shield was formed around.

A servant suddenly rushed into the room and glared at Saber before proceeding to turn her gaze at Avenger.

[font color="red"]Who is that?[/font]
[font color="limegreen"]One of my previous students, Muramasa. Very bloodthirsty and won't ally with us, It's inevitable that I'm going to duel her soon, she wants it. We've never been summoned in the same war, the chances were low.[/font]
[font color="red"]Well that's wonderful, just don't die.[/font]

"That's Muramasa, she's not going to remain on our side for long." She said, even though she guessed that Cody probably knew who she was.

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Saber and Berserker charged at Avenger, each from a different direction. When they got close, she slashed at Saber, who ducked and landed a blow on her. The portals fired again.

Saber managed to deflect most of the weapons coming from them, but one grazed his arm. A few more that he was unable to swipe out of the way would have definitely impaled him, but they were suddenly blown off their course by a gust of wind.

((No it is not random wind that appeared out of nowhere, Anne cast a quick spell))



Eve

Two? Perhaps I should quit the entertainment. She stepped back, still holding the katana. Code gathered around her back, forming two, blinding white forms. Wings of Icarus. They sprung out, forming an impressive wingspan. As a volley of portals formed to her sides, more dangerous looking noble phantasms began to inch out. They fired simultaneously, along with Eve herself propelling herself forward. Saber managed to strike the projectiles, but before he could regain his guard she grazed his elbow with her own held blade. Once blood was drawn Eve dispersed it, floating midair and changing her focus towards Berserker.

"Are you angry?" She tilted her head. "Do you think me a thief? You ought to learn your place, sinner. All of your vile works belong to me by their very nature."




Kirin

He took a closer look at the spear as it began to fade. "That's Luin... Celtchar's noble phantasm. But... how?" He heard fighting going on in the next room. "Whatever kind of heroic spirit that girl was, she clearly more powerful than she was letting on."



Hera

Hera nodded in agreement, "Let's go help the others."

Hera slipped into the room in which the fight was taking place. "[i style="color:rgb(157, 162, 168);"]Scutum.[/i]" A weak shield surrounded her as she narrowly dodged a sword that flew towards her. Okay...what do I do now?