[IC] Fate Arcana/Academy

[Serperion]

Ella sighed, "Not really. We just don't like that boy, if you are not Isis and even if you are he would sell you down the river. We just came to get a closer look at something."

Gabriel ran his hand through Ella's hair. "Something like you." He said his green eyes staring at her, but there was no hint of Malice, nor even sexual. It sounded like genuine curiosity.

Ella was acting dismissive, looking at her own fingers. "Well a strand of your hair, or a drop of your blood would be helpful. But I feel like you don't want to help. Gabby let's go."

Gabriel turned to Alysis and bowed "Ms Woe, you are definitely something interesting. Cry wolf when then assassin in Sheep's clothing comes to close ok." before turning back to his sister. Their green eyes shimmered almost as if they changed along with their aura the twin's vanished in a wisp of magic.

[idkman]

Damien, back in his private room, felt a burning sensation in his ears, as if being slandered.

[idkman]

idkman said
Damien, back in his private room, felt a burning sensation in his ears, as if being slandered.

"D-d-Damien! You're back!"

Damien sighed as one of his candidates from Isis poked his head through the door. Juan was a good kid, but not the brightest crayon in the box, at least outside of battle. He showed promise, but had no real experience in a battle between magus.

"What is it, Juan?"

"N-nothing much, sir! What did you do while you were out? Kill some competition? Intimidate some enemies? Gather some information?"

"Nah, just grabbed a bite to eat... Don't you have anything else to do? Battle practice or something? Maybe studying?"

"Uh, well I uh uh uh... Already finished all that. I figured you could tell me about the year you won again."

"Jesus christ, Juan, just go study more!"

"Y-yes sir!"

The boy idolized Damien, and it definitely showed. For someone who preferred the quiet and being alone, Juan was certainly an annoyance... But, he did show the most promise this year.

"The boy has got to find a girlfriend, shit."

[idkman]

idkman said
Damien sighed, "always with the odd couple act, eh? Well, anyways, we're outta here. Gotta make sure my house is ready. That Alysis girl seems like one to worry about, but I definitely want to see her make it to the first round once her card activates. Winning through leverage and stealth is nice, but I'd like my candidates to be in actual battles every now and then as well, and she seems like a good benchmark. You can consider her safe from the house of Isis for now, William."With a wave, Damien and Caster vanished.Robert stroked his chin, in a thoughtful gesture, "he's a weird one, isn't he?"

Robert had been sitting in silence for quite a while waiting on William to reply, but the elder boy just stood there staring at his servant's cleavage.

"Ok well uh.. I'm just gonna... Yeah." Robert walked off to find a bed, all the excitement of the day had worn him out.

[Serperion]

Vincent looked around, the creepy twins had left Alysis alone, everyone had. She was tired and he decided to let her get some sleep, Nicola too, he had to go and do some research.

"Ok I'll catch up with you girls later, after you have gotten some rest. I need to go research." Vincent said before throwing his jacket on a nearby bunk, that he had claimed days prior and leaving to go to the grand hall of History and Archives, aka the library museum.

[Ichypa]

"Sleep sounds good." Alysis said, yawning. "G'night, all." She laid down on a nearby bed and started to snooze.

[Serperion]

-A little over 2 weeks later
Vincent had yet to get an Arcana card, his time was running out, later today the Arcana cards would go active and the holders would now be able to sustain their servants, making it harder to get the cards off them.
Vincent had been spending time with Alysis, sure he had been paying her, but he didn't need to money and needed the company. Nicola was always around, William having given her the Arcana card she wanted, William was not able to give a card to Vincent due to the fact he was sworn to house Petra.

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Claudia was being led through the wood quad, a second year was telling her stories of their house head, the 5th Year Arcana Alumni, known only as the Gentleman. He had a proposition for her, and she was inclined to listen. She had not yet acquired an Arcana Minor card, maybe Gentleman had something to give her. She wanted to prove to house Tia that she was worth something. Some say Claudia reminded them of The Gentleman, both of mixed blood Western and Native to the land, she could be his successor as winner for the house of Tia.

[Serperion]

Alessandra stood in the deep reaches of the Petra quad, hiding deep within the forest holding her Arcana Minor card.
"Assassin." She said quietly.

Elsewhere Kazuko was standing within the steel quad, in his hand he held the card Caster minor and he smirked.

Today was the day.

[Ichypa]

"Vincent, what did I tell you last week about losing your cool and losing a battle?" Alysis said, reading a titled Origins for Dummies: How to become a D&D Sorcerer, while admitting to herself that perhaps just throwing magic around without Arias to focus her magic, while necessary during her early days, may have been inefficient. "Just chill. You'll find a card. You can start panicking when you have to fight me in the finals." Tucked towards the back of her book, ready to be used as a bookmark, was her Saber card, soon to be wakened from its slumber.
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Shin Kitsumoto meditated, feeling himself become empty, yet at the same time, whole. He felt a moment of brief perfection, and then it passed. Shin smiled. It was getting easier for him to fully sink into a meditative trance. Doing so always left him with a feeling a certainty about his life. He opened his eyes and smiled down at his back pocket.
"Soon, it will be time for us to fight together, Lancer." he said.
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"Hey old man, can we-"
"No." Allen Galfore said instantly, glaring at the self-entitled brats in front of him. "First off, I'm not old. Second, that's my booze. Third, you aren't old enough to drink, and I don't want to have another "discussion" with Avenger. So buzz off." He slammed the bathroom door on underaged drinkers in waiting, sighing heavily.
"I hope you'll be able to help me ward off those brats when you're here, Archer." he said, pulling his Arcana card out of his pocket.
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Marcus Philman gazed. So many walrus's. Some of them slumped along, others gathering in circles and chattering, while others made out or outright engaged in intercourse in discreet corners of the room. At least, they would have been discreet if those hiding in them weren't walrus's. Marcus blinked. Now there were praying mantis's. He blinked again. Turtles. Blink. Cakes. Blink. Cubist paintings. Blink. Gondoliers, complete with there boats. Marcus snickered as he blinked one last time, allowing his perception to align with the generally accepted reality, his classmates returning to the form of normal students.
"Ahhh, things are going to be more fun that ever once you get here, Rider." he said to his Card.
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Victoria Allstead humming cheerfully to herself as she took apart the fireworks she ordered and started putting them back together in far more potent, and far more lethal combinations on the roof of the Wood Gate.
"This going to be so much fuuuuun~ This going to be so much fuuuuun~" she sang. "Are you as excited as I am, Assassin?" she asked. Her card was unresponsive. "I thought so!"
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Mark Ilnsen smiled, reclining in his bed as the insects buzzed around him. Such pathetic creatures were beneath him, unworthy to even call themselves Magi. Once he won this foolish tournament and proved his power, his family would have no choice but to strip his worthless brother of the family Crest and award it to him as they should have. Then he would no longer have to associate with this filth.
"You are the only one worthy of my attention, Caster." Mark said, holding his card up to his face. "After all, the might of your magic made you a legend. Anything else could never win an ounce of my respect."
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Jacob Fitzgerald was having a trying time. "Come on, dude." one of his classmates urged him while Jacob was trying to read in the library. "You're a good looking guy, you're practically a bishonen; the girls will be all over you, and the rest of us will be bound to pick up some of the run off as a result. Do your brothers in arms a solid!"
"Going on a group date to act as bait once does not make us brothers in arms." Jacob said without looking up. "And none of you have ever done anything in return. I stand firm in my refusal."
"What's there to repay! We each manage to get a girl while you leave with dozens! That we lead to to such a gold mine should be repayment enough!"
"I have no interest with spending my days frittering around like you do," Jacob said, turning the page of his book on alchemic regeneration, "and even if I did, I still would not fid being mauled by the opposite gender rewarding. They got excessively violent when I turned them down."
"Wait, you didn't sleep with any of them? What are you, gay?"
"I don't know. I never had the chance to find out." Jacob said.
"What?"
"Its nothing. I'm not going, that's final. Leave me be."
"Fine! We'll pick up so many chicks without you help that you'll cry and beg to let you hang out with us."
"I doubt that." Jacob said as his acquaintance stomped off. He pull a card out of his sweater. "I hope that things won't get even more irritating once you get here, Berserker." he sighed.

[Serperion]

Claudia was taken into a large spacious yet dark room.
"Glad you could join me." Said a man in the corner of the room, hidden in the darkness.

"I thought us unaffiliated can't enter the house areas yet." Claudia said in a sarcastic tone.

"True, but rules are often broken around this time." The Gentleman said. "So Ms Black, you haven't found an arcana card yet? And you looked so promising."

"No, I haven't and you knowing that information I assume means you are looking to help me with that issue." Claudia responded.

"Help, maybe. I don't have an Arcana Minor to give you no. But you have something I very much want, and will be willing to make a wager on it, are you interested." The Gentleman asked.

"I don't know what you mean, if you have no Arcana card to give me why would I be interested in what you want from me?" she replied snarky as ever.

"I said I don't have an arcana minor card to give you, but I do have my Arcana Alumni." He cracked a smile, a bright white smile that radiated from the darkness, the only thing Claudia could make out in the obscured corner of the room.

"So... what do you want from me, in exchange?"

"Oh i don't do straight up exchanges, you must agree to use your one-shot summon to battle me here, until either you defeat my Berserker or I kill you and your servant, allowing me to claim and preserve that wonderful brain of yours." He said in a low menacing voice.

"My brain?" Claudia said slowly and carefully.

"Yes your brain, whether its causer or the effect your origin has a biological manifestation. Your memory my dear, is biological as well as magical and I would love so much to see what makes it tick." The Gentleman responded.

"Ok lets do this." Claudia said pushing her glasses back up her face.

"Great." The Gentleman said, stepping forward and his Berserker jumped out from the darkness, a dark skinned Native American looking Servant, the madness and delusion of peyote or mescaline or something else equally distorting rolling across his face. "Show me what you got."

"You are the judge, the keeper of the law. You are the force that pushes us forward and keeps us grounded. You are gods gift and I am your quiver. The glory of the Earth and the tradition of England, come forth!" Claudia shouted and dropped a seed down on the floor and the air filled with magic.

Berserker jumped up and lunged towards Claudia and the light only to be intercepted by Claudia's servant Archer.
"I say, my dear are you master?" Archer said as he collided with Berserker, pushing them away from each other.

"Yes my Knight, I am your master." Claudia said. Berserker jumped back next to the Gentleman.

"Very well." Archer said,rolling his shoulders.

"Well I was never one to enjoy watching someone suffer. What am I talking about, of course I love it. But I feel the humiliation this time will out weigh the pain. Berserker use Sioux Nation!" Berserker screamed out and his reality marble started to take hold, bands of Native American tribesmen started to appear behind Berserker, all with the gloss of sickness and madness, as if trapped in a fever dream, bows and arrows everywhere.

"This doesn't look good Archer." Claudia said, staring directly through the armies trying to get a look at the Gentleman, now obscured by the tribesmen.
"My lady, you have to have faith." Archer said walking towards the approaching army.

The Sioux Nation raised their bows and knocked their arrows, before drawing their strings and loosing their shots, arrows whistled through the sky bringing shade to the otherwise frontierland landscape the reality marble had formed. Archer just stood their waiting.

[Serperion]

It was ten past 11 in the morning, as the arrows rained down on Claudia and Archer.

It was 11 minutes past 11 in the morning, and all of Berserkers men lay dead impaled. And Archer stood there, not a scratch on him.
"Well well that was interesting." The Gentleman said, protected by an innate power to be avoided by projectiles. He pulled out a hatchet and charged at Claudia.

"Your servant is out of juice." He said as Archer began to flicker away, his Noble phantasm having drained most of his power. The Gentleman swooped in and swiped at Claudia with his hatchet, she jumped back and threw out a handful of seeds, which started growing into trees catching the Gentleman in mid-air.

"Well shit." The Gentleman said as he started to hack away at the trees as they grew into beautiful blossoming trees. Claudia didn't waste a moment, and jumped in grabbing his Arcana card out of the inner pocket of his blazer. As she jumped away, the trees began to bare fruit, just as the Gentleman broke free, Claudia grabbed an apple off the floor as the Gentleman extended his origin and his magic. "Archer is one thing, you think you can handle a Berserker!" The Gentleman shouted, still Claudia had not gotten a proper look at his face, the light or angle always hiding it from a clear view.

"I'm going to have to!" Claudia shouted as The Gentleman came swinging at her, trying to get his card back. The apple in her hand was starting to rot, The Gentleman's magic eating away at whatever magic preserved it's beauty and prana.

"Come forth!" She shouted, squeezing the apple and adding her magic, it was 11:11 on the 11th of the 11th, the tournament had started. A wide wave of magic appeared and Archer appeared once more, turning to look at Claudia currently dodging The Gentleman's attacks. "Master." He said jumping to her aid, he landed between the two and raised his hand and The Gentleman went flying back in the opposite direction. But then Archer screamed in pain, and Claudia's magic circuits roared aswell, command seals etched into her hand, Archers image imposed on the Arcana card. But the label read Berserker. Archer looked up screaming in pain as The Gentleman lay slumped on the ground, a silvery liquid was streaming down Archer, or rather Berserkers face, coming from his eyes.

"Berserker!" Claudia said, she felt her magic circuits burning within her body.

"Lets see how great he is without his reason." The Gentleman said from his position on the ground, smirking his grin the only part of his face able to be made out.

"Berserker! Let's leave!" Claudia shouted, Berserker looked up at her, the liquid still streaming down his eyes. She turned to leave the room of the Gentleman and gather her bearings. Berserker followed her silently as she left and made her way back towards the communal quads.

[Serperion]

Vincent was in the library, reading cleared his head. He had until 11:11 to find a card before they would be guarded by a fully powered servant. He had gathered some books to flick through, as well as the small pieces of paper Alysis had written down some notes for him on. He had a choice between returning to Alysis at 11:11 to watch her summon Saber or to spend that time looking for his own card, which so far had proven difficult. Plus in a few months, Alysis and he would be in opposing houses, unless he won the tournament and changed his house.

"Arg" He said sitting down at a desk and placing his hands on his head. He looked up at the clock it was 11:10, he better get going if he wanted to be there for Alysis. He got up and made his way to the door, passing mythical fiction which straddled the magical history sections. He waved goodbye to his friend Tohsaka, they practiced fire magecraft together, was sitting down studying, he also wanted a card but was just like Vincent likely going to miss out. "Bye Avy." He said as he walked out, it was 11:11.

And suddenly a surge of magic could be felt in the library, it was brief but strong, the Arcana cards had come to life and one of them was here in library. Soon Tohsaka was round the corner, the energy had been closer to Vincent and the exit. Vincent looked Tohsaka in the eyes and there was an intent in them.

"Avy what are you doing?" Vincent asked backing away.
"Only one of us can get that card Vincent and it's going to be me." He said as he formed a fireball in his hand. Vincent then stopped and remembered all the mentoring Alysis had given him, to remain calm. Vincent drew his sword and and charged towards his would be attacker, Tohsaka jumped back and threw his fireball to the ground. "Come forth, Ruler of the great house!" He shouted and in a burst of fire and sand, his servant stood standing there, with his dark tanned skin, thick arms and elaborate headdress, he was a pharaoh.

Avy had summoned his one-shot servant in order to get the card and stop him, fuck he had to summon someone, but he hadn't even given it thought, it had depended on what ever card he gotten, but this wasn't about the war this was just about surviving, existing. Vincent continued his lunge but threw his books and notes outwards creating a slight distraction, he was going to summon whoever he was going to get. "COME FORTH!" He shouted, and he poured his strongest magic into his forward thrust, flames came forward and rolled around the magic, burning the books and the notes, increasing the plasma to a higher form, lightning crawled from everywhere around him being born from the fire, a woman appeared, she was definately a caster class, her mana was through the roof, she looked familiar but Vincent couldn't place her, she looked at Vincent and then to Avy and his Servant and made a half-hearted chuckle and then sighed.

Avy then went on the attack and jumped in with his servant. Vincent's servant jumped up and opened her hands, and bolts of lightning flared out of her hands and through the air before the whole room was enveloped in light.

[idkman]

Robert emerged from his claimed bed in the communal dorm. "Well, guess the time has finally arrived... Come on out, Berserker."

In a surge of prana called forth from Robert's Berserker card(found in the men's restroom of all places...), a man appeared before Robert. He was white, had short hair, and wore eyeglasses... Not really that threatening at first glance. But there was an air around him, something underneath even the Mad Enhancement that gave off a threatening aura.

"Well hello there, ol' boy! Would you happen to be my master?"

"Indeed, Berserker, I am Robert, please to meet you."

"Well that's just... Swell! Yes, swell!"

"Excellent! I'm glad we can get along so easily... But now, time to eat." Robert sat back down and opened his lunch bag.

"Where the fuck are my mashed potatoes!?!?!?"

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Juan Munoz sat in the cafeteria, completely and utterly defeated. He had acquired a Berserker card a few days back(with much help from Damien) but lost it just a few hours ago.

"Jesus de Christo and Madre de Dios! I'm completely fucked! Stupido!" The students around Juan looked at him cautiously as he yelled aloud. "Senor Damien is going to kill me! Aye aye aye!"

Juan silently marched to the line to grab some food. In his sullen stupor, he tripped on some mashed potatoes some asshole had dropped on the floor. As he slid across the floor at speeds swiftly approaching Mach 5, he collided with a trash can in the corner. The half-full can was promptly spilled all over him.

"Fuck! Can this day get any worse! Will Juan Munoz's life end here!?" Juan stood up and brushed himself off. Banana peels and candy wrappers fell to the floor, but a single item caught his eye as it began floating towards the ground.

"Are you fucking serious?"

Juan bent over and picked up the Saber card, just as it activated. Juan's intended Berserker stood in front of him now, but as a saber. The tall asian man looked down at him with fierce eyes, his regal attire shining brightly in the dimly-lit cafeteria.

"You there, covered in filth... Are you my master?"

Juan nervously brushed the rest of the filth off, and took his servant's outstretched hand.

"Si, mi nombre es Juan Munoz, and you... You are Saber?"

The man smiled as the sword at his side began to glow. "Indeed I am. Now clean yourself up, master. We have much to discuss."

[Serperion]

The light eventually cleared, and Vincent had less of an idea what was going on, until the women he had summoned appeared before him holding the Arcana card Saber.
"Now now Vincent, use this card to summon a real servant and don't call on me again ok." She said releasing the card and dropping the book it had been hidden inside. She got up and walked past the body of Tohsaka, so desparate to get the card he got himself killed, these kids were far to young to face one such as she, through chaos and out the other side. She looked down at her enemies fried body, "Woe to the conquered." she said as she vanished.

Vincent now had a Saber Arcana card to summon as he had pleased, he looked down at the book that this card had been hidden in, and he was no longer afraid or without direction. "I am Vincent Cutler, come forth Servant Saber!" Vincent said as he grasped the card, the air was heavy with magic and a young man in plate with a sword, he had a nice face, and was generic apart from the face you could see his potential in his eyes.

"Yes my Master."

[Ichypa]

As the clock struck 11:11, Alysis sat up, grinning as she withdrew the card from her book. "Its about time." she muttered. She raised the card. Across the school others mimicked her.

"Let's go-" Alysis said.
"Stand at my side-" Shin said.
"Lend me your power-" Mark said.
"Let's go-" Victoria said.
"Time to start-" Marcus said.
"Come one already-" Allen said.
"Lend me your strength-" Jacob said.

"Saber!"
"Lancer!"
"Caster!"
"Assassin!"
"Rider!"
"Archer!"
"Berserker!"

The card blazed with light, and when it faded, seven figured stood before their seven summoners. But one question was on their lips, and received one response.

"Are you my Master?"
"Yes."

[Serperion]

"Wait how did that servant know my name?" Vincent said confused for a moment before noticing his own servant. Vincent looked into Saber's eyes, he was younger than Vincent had first though and his hairy was deep mousy colour and he saw something in his he had seen in the mirror many times, but something else, something dark. His servant was clad in armour, with red and purple undergarments and in his hand he held a broken sword.

Vincent's eye went to the broken sword, and Saber noticed him looking.
"You like the look of this master, if not I have another." He said, and the sword vanished and in its place a heavily jewelled sword was held.

Vincents eyes went wide, but then he regained his composure, "We need to get out of here."

[Serperion]

Nicola was standing in the deepest depths of the Snow Quad, the cold never bothered her anyway. It was time.
"I am Nordica, of the lineage of Son of Bran, descendant of Sigurd and heir to Gram,
I summon you, strafed in madness yet not of your own fault,
Royal and Divine, yet a beast to many mortal eyes.
I see you for who you are,
A child of the stars.
Come forth!"

Nicola thrust her hand holding the Berserker card firmly into the ground into the circle she had carved out, and the magic went everywhere. When it cleared, standing before her was a giant of a man, if you could say so.
"Master..." He growled.

"Yes I am. Well well well, are you a pretty one. But I'm afraid your pretty face will give away the game, put this on." She said clasping her hands and placing them on the ground, using her Alchemy to extract ore and form a metallic helmet.


"Perfect, Berserker. Shall we go?" She said as Berserker used one hand to lift her up and place her on his shoulder.

[Serperion]

Ella and Gabby were walking the communal halls and corridors when they looked at their watches, it was 11:12, the Arcana cards were active. Now they weren't actively allowed to defeat servants of the first years, but they could wear them down until a potential of their choice would take the win. Firstly they couldn't let the house of Hel advance, so of course Branson's little sister and that girl who fought William on the first day were prime targets.

"Ella you take Venetus and go after Woe, convince her to join Petra or cripple her, I'll go after Branson." Gabby said to his sister, she looked him in the eye, hugged him and then turned and started to sped off before stopping. "If we ever need?" She asked her brother. "I shall summon, thee to me. Yes yes yes, get a move on." Ella, jumped and a large blonde wolf materialised beneath her, large enough for her to ride, due to her small stature. The wolf had bright blue eyes but an air of madness to them.
"Come on boy, find me a winner." She said whispering into the wolves ear, and she bound off in the opposite direction.

Ella and Gabby were careers in this game, right down to everything their origin is what made them deadly, their father is the School Preist and Counsellor, and they made good use of it. 1 Master plus one support for one servant plus one support, a Berserker class that had two mana pools to use, and even using their origin to control the Berserkers.

Gabby, turned to see his Servant, a man with thick burly muscles and a red glare to his eyes. "Ruber, find me a Branson." he said softly but affirmatively. Ruber took a deep nostril breath, due to the magic that joined the four gates and created the communal areas, areas that cross and condense space allowing the Communal Quads, Libraries, Dorms and Eateries to both co-exist together as one location, but also open up doors to locations across the world, within the space warp meant, that the same particles where flying all over, and once Ruber had a smell locked in, he could find them.

"Snow quad." Ruber said to Gabriel, who smiled meancingly, before running towards the first door that would grant him access to the snow Quad, it may be big and vast but he would find her soon.
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Nicola was walking back to the collection of communal and almost outpost like area that occupied the centre of each communal Quad, each seeming very much like foreign trade outposts, as these are the areas you came if you wanted a trade or goods, that only the House of Hel could make or would buy, so there was the mead tavern, the butcher, the grand hall and the Smith. There was large camp fires around each of the giant log buildings, as the snow and icy winds kept rolling through. William was most likely drinking mead again, she had to show him her new Berserker, summoned using the very same card that held the servant that took his leg, it was oh so sweet. But then again as a second year and a member of House Hel, William was allowed within the gated citadel of the snow gate, where they lived, slept and trained together, if he was there she would have to wait ages to show him.

Berserker was carrying her on his shoulder.
"Daytime is longer here, so you should be feeling lighter, I guess." She said to Berserker.
"Yes, master." He replied.
"Don't call me master, I've told you it's Nicola." She responded.
"It's too bright here Mas..Nicola, I want to go back to my home." Berserker drawled out.
"No, you were naught but a beast there, I want you to know you can be more." As she said that, he grabbed her and threw her aside and she went tumbling in the snow.

Before she could get up and shout obscenities, Berserker was grappling with a large wolfman, he was slightly smaller than Berserker, but they seemed to be about the same weight class.

Then Nicola felt an arm hoist her upwards. She looked up and saw Gabriel Di Christi and shit eating grin. "Welcome to the tournament Nikki."

[idkman]

Rei sat in an outside courtyard, his lancer beside him in spirit form.

It was too early to let his identity be known, he would wait until the moment was right to reveal himself as a competitor.

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Robert say bolt upright in bed.

Somewhere close to him, a maiden was in danger.

"Berserker, let's go."

"Indeed, mah boy! That'd be... Excellent!"

[idkman]

"Excellent, Juan! You're finally learning something!"

Juan was silent as he concentrated on the battle in front of him.

His Saber was violently clashing with a large number of stone statues. His brilliant sword tore through them like butter, but for every one destroyed, it seemed like 10 more appeared.

"Aye aye aye... Damien's caster is too much! I'm not gaining a single foot here... Time to switch things up."

Juan started charging towards Damien, a staff in his hands. The staff scraped across the floor and Juan suddenly slid across the floor at incredibly high speeds.

"Heh, nice strategy, but remember who you're fighting." Damien launched forward and met Juan's charge, deflecting his staff with a parry from his own gauntlet. Juan was ready, though. He had studied Damien's fights for years before even joining the academy. Juan dropped to the ground on his back and spun in a maneuver that resembled breakdancing, spinning his staff with him. The staff caught Damien in his leg, but he landed in a somersault, immediately going back on the offensive. Juan vaulted up with his staff, launching himself into a frontflip as he slammed the staff down, it's weight seeming to increasing tenfold. Damien dodged at the last possible second, the staff leaving a small crater in the ground where Damien just stood.

"Finally going for the kill, eh? Excellente, Juan!"

"Anything less and I'd die myself, wouldn't I, Senor?"

The two suddenly stopped and looked at each other, Caster and Saber doing the same.

"Looks like the battles have started... And I'd recognize that sinister prana anywhere, it's the twins. Shall we spectate?"

"Let's go, jefe!"