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[color=f5c140][center][b]First Night[/b][/center]
[center][b]Near the Abandoned Lot[/b][/center][/color]
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Caster's motivations were more or less what Assassin had been expecting. An alliance of convenience? It was weak a foundation for trust, but the choice wasn't theirs to make. Nor was it their Master's, really. They were technically part of this alliance by association, but had no interest in directly fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with the Servants here if they could help it.

The announcement rang out, being heard by Servant and Master alike. The Assassin's whiskers twitched.

[color=f5c140][b][i]Well, Master,[/i][/b][/color] They spoke through the psychic link, [color=f5c140][b][i]If you want to to keep spying on this little meeting, you'll have to use your magecraft, or ask your new ally what his Rider is up to.[/i][/b][/color]

They were already on the move, hopping away from the abandoned lot in spirit form. This new threat, whoever precisely they were, was something that nearly every participant of the war would be going up against. So, if their Master's promised husband was going to be putting his life on the line, Puss wanted to stay one step ahead of him.

If the Ghost Liners were as powerful as all that, it wouldn't be too difficult to detect their presences with a bit of scouting. And with Presence Concealment, it ought to be possible to get a good look at them without too much danger, and see what they were made of.

With that in mind, Puss set off, searching for the corruption that threatened his Master's wish.