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Fate/Eternum — Reboot

Saber - Benienma

"I agree, your conclusions are sound, Kaguya-hime," the AI spoke, addressing the Caster-class Servant as she did, before her gave shifted to regard the diminutive Saber and her Master, "In any case, I understand you also require a list of Fusang's summoned Assassins? Momentarily."

Before the eyes of those who were present, the list of Casters shimmered and changed to be a complete list of all known summoned Assassin-class Servants. Among their number there featured names such as Mochizuki Chiyome, Jack the Ripper, Shuten-Douji, Elizabeth Bathory, Hassan-i-Sabbah(more than once), and Charlotte Corday.

Determining which was the most likely culprit was likely difficult, this much Benienma was certain of. While she was excellent as ascertaining guilt, this case was a complicated one and tracking down the guilty when they were likely from a class that was excellent at concealing themselves was hardly the easiest task.

However, there was another matter to attend to.

One that was important both to capturing the suspect and to her Master's very wellbeing.

"Before we pursue this case any further, Masta..." the tiny redhead turned to face Hakuno, "I want to make sure you have had plenty to eat today. I'm sure neglecting your own appetite wouldn't assist on tracking down the sinner responsible for these crimes."

@Raineh Daze@RolePlayerRoxas

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Saber - Arturia Pendragon

"Ah..."

She hadn't intended to cause the girl discomfort. Deciding it would be best to put some distance between the both of them for her sake, Arturia stepped back.

"I apologize, I simply could not help taking notice of our resemblance," she said, nodding slightly as she did. Truly, it wasn't possible for her to just ignore something like that given her past, even if in all likelihood it was a case of distant relation... or perhaps something slightly more complicated. Arturia was uncertain. Regardless of what the explanation was, she most certainly wanted to understand the why behind it.

And on top of that, her Master had given her blessing. Though it was of inconvenience to her, it was a matter she could not simply ignore.

"Very well, thank you for the offer, professor."

@Rune_Alchemist@PKMNB0Y

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Yuriko T. Louvyngyr

"So, Jack, is there anywhere you'd like to go today?"

Yuriko smiled down at her Servant, holding her hand. She'd let Jack have a little freedom, earlier... maybe that'd be a bad idea in the eyes of some people. Given her Servant's nature, perhaps she really should have thought it through. But there hadn't been a single incident, and the little girl listened to her perfectly well, didn't she? To be honest, Yuriko had hoped to have a chance to meet a girl again... and there was no reason she couldn't do that while spending time with her Servant.

Still, it was a good idea to see if there was anything the Assassin wanted to do at the moment. That didn't involve dismembering the wicked, at least.

However...

It was just then that a little girl with brown, almost red eyes and black hair in a ponytail came out of the nearby alleyway. She was crying, and while Yuriko wasn't the most inclined to this sort of thing...

"... Ah, jeez... come on, Jack."

She gently guided her Servant along towards the girl. She couldn't just ignore the girl... the whole cold mage attitude thing hadn't sunk in that well with her after all.

@Raineh Daze

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Hope nobody minds too much that I decided to close things out fight-wise here. It's been going on so long at this point that I figured it would be best to be done with it.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

The hideous blob's tendrils extended from its foul mass, glistening in the torchlight, blades and shards of bone embedded in it serving as its weapons. But it was simple, considerably incapable of understanding how to prioritize targets without direct manipulation by its creator. As such, the necromancer distracted, it immediately targeted the one closest to it.

That being Jarde, whose actions had caused it to twist its tentacles about and raise them up, preparing to swing them down all at once upon the knight.

"Sir Jarde, thank you!"

With that, Fanilly sprinted forward, leaping over some of the few thrashing tentacles that lingered to attempt to trip up anyone who had the same idea she had. With the liquid undead distracted, the Necromancer was wide open! They had to stop him, before he could shatter another of the vials and unleash another one of the horrible abominations against the Goddesses!

With Tyaethe's actions freeing the Nem, there was no reason to hesitate!

"Guh!" the masked Necromancer stepped back, stumbling slightly before catching himself. He'd lost the hostage...!? How... that damned vampire knight!

Tili's sister's eyes were wide, her shock at having. Her unscarred throat was bruised from how tightly it had been gripped, and it seemed as if that was not the only abuse she had suffered at the hands of the masked figure. A few fresh cuts on her hands and arms, and bruises marring her pale skin across any exposed part of her body, made that much clear. She was saying something, but it was difficult to tell what with her mouth gagged.

Tili herself stared at the crossbow she had been given for a moment.

A small smile crossed her lips, as she took one of the bolts and slipped it into place.

She took careful aim.

The moment she was upon the Necromancer, Fanilly raised her sword up in both hands and swung it down!

But it never reached him. A barrier had sprang up, a sickly green shield of magical energy, sparks flying as she attempted to penetrate it. The very same barrier prevented Fleuri's attack from reaching him, as well. It had to have been established in the few moments after he lost the hostage, and it it was strong enough to hold up to an assault like that?! Not only that, but it seemed to be made of not one, but many magical shields, arrayed in front of him...

"Fine. If that's how this shall be, then everyone in this room save myself shall perish this night!"

His free hand flew to his belt, gripping the glass vials. No! Fanilly attempted to force her way through the barrier, to find the smallest gap. They couldn't let him release another of those things...!

Elva Fraus stepped back again, a barrier flashing into existence at the precise moment that Sir Gerard pressed his assault. And with such hasty preparation, the magical energy only held enough for her to barely escape the edge of the sword.

But she was no longer looking at her opponent.

Her eyes were on the Necromancer, as he raised those glass vials...

A bolt of electricity exploded from her hand.

The necromancer had managed to construct a barrier nearly impervious to physical attack. He was preparing to unleash virtually unkillable undead. In spite of being surrounded, he was nothing but confident.

He had never suspected that Elva, an ally currently fighting her own battle, would take precious moments that could be be spent defending herself to burn a hole right through his defenses.

With a flash of light, the bolt of lightning tore cleanly through the upper portion of his barrier, shattering one of the interlocking shields near his head.

"What?!"

Had he not been distracted by the Roses, he could likely have managed to ward off the attack and deploy his undead anyway. But on the back foot, he had been unable to do so. And now his head was exposed.

"... You think that will change anything?!" he snarled, even as Fanilly prepared to thrust the tip of her blade directly into the gap that the lightning had created, "There's no way you can-"

He stopped dead. His arms dropped, hanging limply, the vials clattering to the floor without enough force to shatter.

Embedded in the right eyehole of his mask was the bolt from a crossbow.

Tili lowered her arms as the lifeless body fell.

The liquid undead that had already been released suddenly collapsed into a foul but harmless puddle, though Jarde would still be advised to move as quickly as possible to avoid a rain of blades and bone shards falling directly onto him.

Elva lowered her arms, her hair falling limply as she did.

"... I surrender."

It was all she said.

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"Ah... I... think... I... see...?"

Eliablle spoke hesitatingly, tilting her head. To be honest, she hadn't the faintest idea just what 'Reon's button' actually meant beyond the fact it sounded quite inappropriate. Even if she had awareness of the anatomy being referenced, it was quite likely simply due to her human and near-human anatomy tutoring and thus she had never before heard it spoken of in quite such a manner. The rough language, though, that was more understandable.

"Er," she paused for a moment, realizing that virtually every attendant in the room was now staring so intensely at Sir Gillian that it seemed as if they were trying to burn a hole through his skull, "I must admit I have little awareness of the rough language used in informal situations... as you might understand, it's important to be polite when addressing nobility formally!"

@HereComesTheSnow@Asuras@jdh97@Animal@TheFake@Crimson Paladin@PaulHaynek@FlappyTheSpybot@Raineh Daze@ghastlyinc@Krayzikk@Heartfillia

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

Queen of the Nightmare Capital

True Name: Princess Skuld

Title(s): Elven Queen of the Dead, Queen of the Nightmare Capital, Half-Elven Princess, Damned Princess, Queen of Oland

Class: Caster

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: Early Sixth Century

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

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Motivation for the Holy Grail: "All things should belong to the nation's sovereign. Such things are only to be expected. Besides, had I a second chance, I would not fail to account for that man."
Skuld wishes for the opportunity to attempt her vengeance on her half-brother and her father once more, this time without failing to account for the lone survivor of the final battle.

Personality: The Half-Elven Princess Skuld, who became Queen of the Island of Oland and slaughtered her half-brother Hrolfr Kraki and all but one of his companions. Cold, callous, and cruel to her enemies, that is the image that Princess Skuld presents. Indeed, her desire is to fulfill the image of a wicked seductress. She is arrogant and cruel, taking pleasure in mocking and manipulating others around her. And yet, she is perhaps too eager to be praised, to be treated as someone worthy of attention and appreciation. For there is another side of Princess Skuld. A girl who was simply guided through life by others, a girl who naively trusted in those around her until she was twisted by the horrific discovery of the treatment of her mother by her father. Indeed, in spite of a nature described as sadistic cruelty, Skuld will show her Master consideration provided she likes them, mostly through the lens of treating them as a servant and insisting on being praised. Still, she will never see the dead as anything other then tools. In spite of her nature as a seductress, Skuld is highly self-conscious about her own petite figure, and secretly feels she does not meet the image she attempts to portray.

Appearance: "Behold the Magecraft of the Elven Queen!" A petite girl, short in stature, with dark green eyes and black hair. Her crown is gold, with green flames burning in it. Her outfit is largely black, with green highlights and bleached white bones.

Bio: No particular differences from the mythological version present, aside from ascribing revenge for the abuse of her mother by her father as a motivation.

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Equipment: Princess Skuld wields a staff for casting spells, topped with the skull of an unidentified creature with green flames in its eye sockets.

Parameters

Strength: D

Endurance: E

Agility: C

Mana: A+

Luck: C

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Class Skills:

• Item Construction: C
• Territory Creation: B

Personal Skills:

• Necromancy: A. A skill pertaining to the reanimation and manipulation of the dead. Caster raised a vast army of undead in order to slay her brother and his companions, transforming Oland into a nightmarish kingdom of death.
• Grace of the Elven Queen: C. In life, Caster was a master manipulator who easily twisted those around her to her will. As a result, she is capable of using her words, and the grace of her bearing as the Elven Queen, in order to twist the perceptions of those around her so that she is not attacked.
• Elemental Spirit Manipulation: C. Caster may freely make use of weak, wayward spirits representing the elements. Her undead army was bolstered by many other supernatural beings, including elemental spirits.
• High Speed Divine Words: B

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Noble Phantasm(s)

True Name: Oland

Title: Darkness Nightmare Capital

Rank: B

NP Type: Bounded Field

Range: 1-60

Maximum Number of Targets: 1000 people

Description: A bounded field that recreates the conditions of the island Kingdom of Oland as it was during Caster's brief but devastating reign. Her desire for vengeance against her own family twisted the island into a dark, cold place swarming with the dead. Within the Kingdom of Oland, there is no light nor heat, leaving it a place completely devoid of anything resembling life. Those who manage to breach the bounded field are left in a dark void of freezing temperatures. Servants who fail to pass a luck check suffer a rank down in all physical parameters as a result. As Oland is a replication of the location in which Caster's legend took place, once it is established it grants her a staging ground bonus as long as she is inside of it. Even when she is not, it vastly reduces the mana cost for the summoning of her undead and permits the invocation of monstrous creatures such as undead ice giants and skeletal wyverns. Even the raising of an undead dragon becomes possible, though the reanimated corpse of such a beast is far weaker then it was while it was alive. The chief limitations of this Noble Phantasm are its limited range and the time required for its establishment, as impressing the Kingdom of Oland upon the world is no simple ritual.

True Name: Great Quilled Boar

Title: Heinous Maneater of Skuld

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 1-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 100 People

Description: The greatest and most terrifying beast that was brought to bear in the battle that saw the death of Hroflr Kraki and all but one of his companions. A slaughtering beast, the Quilled Boar is an enormous monster with skin made of interlocking quills and fire burning in its eye sockets. The quills all across its body are capable of being fired as projectiles, and its thundering hooves can crush even the sturdiest targets beneath them. Its tusks carve great rents in the ear and its teeth are sharp as swords. A monster with a taste for human flesh, the Quilled Boar will seek out and devour humans whenever it is able. Because of its nature as a barely controllable rampaging beast, Caster is reluctant to use it unless she is truly desperate and cannot think of any alternative plans. To summon the Quilled Boar in a populated area would lead to nothing less then a massacre.

Guess I'll put up my backup then.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

Queen of the Nightmare Capital

True Name: Princess Skuld

Title(s): Elven Queen of the Dead, Queen of the Nightmare Capital, Half-Elven Princess, Damned Princess, Queen of Oland

Class: Caster

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: Early Sixth Century

Alignment: Chaotic Evil

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Motivation for the Holy Grail: "All things should belong to the nation's sovereign. Such things are only to be expected. Besides, had I a second chance, I would not fail to account for that man."
Skuld wishes for the opportunity to attempt her vengeance on her half-brother and her father once more, this time without failing to account for the lone survivor of the final battle.

Personality: The Half-Elven Princess Skuld, who became Queen of the Island of Oland and slaughtered her half-brother Hrolfr Kraki and all but one of his companions. Cold, callous, and cruel to her enemies, that is the image that Princess Skuld presents. Indeed, her desire is to fulfill the image of a wicked seductress. She is arrogant and cruel, taking pleasure in mocking and manipulating others around her. And yet, she is perhaps too eager to be praised, to be treated as someone worthy of attention and appreciation. For there is another side of Princess Skuld. A girl who was simply guided through life by others, a girl who naively trusted in those around her until she was twisted by the horrific discovery of the treatment of her mother by her father. Indeed, in spite of a nature described as sadistic cruelty, Skuld will show her Master consideration provided she likes them, mostly through the lens of treating them as a servant and insisting on being praised. Still, she will never see the dead as anything other then tools. In spite of her nature as a seductress, Skuld is highly self-conscious about her own petite figure, and secretly feels she does not meet the image she attempts to portray.

Appearance: "Behold the Magecraft of the Elven Queen!" A petite girl, short in stature, with dark green eyes and black hair. Her crown is gold, with green flames burning in it. Her outfit is largely black, with green highlights and bleached white bones.

Bio: No particular differences from the mythological version present, aside from ascribing revenge for the abuse of her mother by her father as a motivation.

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Equipment: Princess Skuld wields a staff for casting spells, topped with the skull of an unidentified creature with green flames in its eye sockets.

Parameters

Strength: D

Endurance: E

Agility: C

Mana: A+

Luck: C

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Class Skills:

• Item Construction: C
• Territory Creation: B

Personal Skills:

• Necromancy: A. A skill pertaining to the reanimation and manipulation of the dead. Caster raised a vast army of undead in order to slay her brother and his companions, transforming Oland into a nightmarish kingdom of death.
• Grace of the Elven Queen: C. In life, Caster was a master manipulator who easily twisted those around her to her will. As a result, she is capable of using her words, and the grace of her bearing as the Elven Queen, in order to twist the perceptions of those around her so that she is not attacked.
• Elemental Spirit Manipulation: C. Caster may freely make use of weak, wayward spirits representing the elements. Her undead army was bolstered by many other supernatural beings, including elemental spirits.
• High Speed Divine Words: B

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Noble Phantasm(s)

True Name: Oland

Title: Darkness Nightmare Capital

Rank: B

NP Type: Bounded Field

Range: 1-60

Maximum Number of Targets: 1000 people

Description: A bounded field that recreates the conditions of the island Kingdom of Oland as it was during Caster's brief but devastating reign. Her desire for vengeance against her own family twisted the island into a dark, cold place swarming with the dead. Within the Kingdom of Oland, there is no light nor heat, leaving it a place completely devoid of anything resembling life. Those who manage to breach the bounded field are left in a dark void of freezing temperatures. Servants who fail to pass a luck check suffer a rank down in all physical parameters as a result. As Oland is a replication of the location in which Caster's legend took place, once it is established it grants her a staging ground bonus as long as she is inside of it. Even when she is not, it vastly reduces the mana cost for the summoning of her undead and permits the invocation of monstrous creatures such as undead ice giants and skeletal wyverns. Even the raising of an undead dragon becomes possible, though the reanimated corpse of such a beast is far weaker then it was while it was alive. The chief limitations of this Noble Phantasm are its limited range and the time required for its establishment, as impressing the Kingdom of Oland upon the world is no simple ritual.

True Name: Great Quilled Boar

Title: Heinous Maneater of Skuld

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Army

Range: 1-50

Maximum Number of Targets: 100 People

Description: The greatest and most terrifying beast that was brought to bear in the battle that saw the death of Hroflr Kraki and all but one of his companions. A slaughtering beast, the Quilled Boar is an enormous monster with skin made of interlocking quills and fire burning in its eye sockets. The quills all across its body are capable of being fired as projectiles, and its thundering hooves can crush even the sturdiest targets beneath them. Its tusks carve great rents in the ear and its teeth are sharp as swords. A monster with a taste for human flesh, the Quilled Boar will seek out and devour humans whenever it is able. Because of its nature as a barely controllable rampaging beast, Caster is reluctant to use it unless she is truly desperate and cannot think of any alternative plans. To summon the Quilled Boar in a populated area would lead to nothing less then a massacre.

Guess I'll put up my backup then.

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

Hey here we go!

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

I know I keep saying this, but expect an update tomorrow or Friday! Sorry, been a little bit distracted recently.

Blades of Iron Roses: An Anime-Inspired Fantasy Knight RP

Expect an update this week!

Fate/Charonioi Klimakes

Hey, swapping this to my first attempt.

Prince of the Rising Sun

True Name: Yamato Takeru

Title(s): Prince of the Rising Sun

Class: Saber

Gender: Female

Birth and Death Dates: 72 AD to 114 AD

Alignment: Lawful Good

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Motivation for the Holy Grail: "My one desire is no longer to have died a failure. I wish for a new opportunity to take the throne of Japan for the good of all who dwell within it."

Personality: A brave and determined young woman, who is strong-willed to the point of stubbornness. Yamato Takeru bears herself with grace, showing herself to be the sort of girl who could be fittingly described as 'prince-like'. In spite of her grace, however, she bears an intensely sharp temper and an aggressive side, things that deeply concerned her father in life. While she is certainly the type to display loyalty, she is also one who judges the worthiness of those around her. It is her decision, and hers alone, that determines who is worthy of her dedication. In life even her own brother did not warrant loyalty in her eyes and was struck down for his potential tyranny. The same can be said of her Master. Those who behave as tyrants shall be given a tyrant's execution. In spite of political marriage in life, Takeru knows little of love and is easily flustered when confronted with such things, and is utterly unaware of the charm of her own graceful actions towards others. From her perspective, she believes it is best to treat others as such whenever she is able. To bear oneself nobly is a simple part of being of noble blood in her mind. While she slew her brother without hesitation in life, deep down some guilt may linger in her heart...

Appearance: A lightly-built girl of around 157 centimetres in height who appears to be in her teens. She has light skin, green eyes, and black hair.

Bio: Yamato Takeru's beautiful looks and ease of disguising himself as a maid were in fact because he was a woman, which is also one of the reasons that her father was reluctant to declare her as his heir after her slaying of her brother.

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Equipment: Yamato Takeru wears sturdy, but light armor in the form of golden shoulder plates, bracers, and a chest piece.

Parameters

Strength: B

Endurance: C

Agility: A

Mana: B

Luck: A

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Class Skills:

• Magic Resistance: B
• Riding: B

Personal Skills:

• Traversal of the Storm: A. By the self-sacrifice of her first wife, Yamato Takeru was granted a blessing to forever be able to cross even the roughest waters and most inclement weather conditions. The wind and rain are no obstacle for her. While the marriage was purely political, Takeru was keenly affected by her death and never forgot the manner in which her first wife had thrown away everything for her sake.
• Charisma: B
• Fire Striking: B. Alongside the Kusanagi, Yamato Takeru was gifted a pair of mystic code flints that would instantly set a roaring blaze. By using these flints, she is capable of unleashing flames with the wave of her hand, potent enough to burn even Servants. She can also apply these flames to objects in her hands, including the Kusanagi itself.
• Divinity: C. The bloodline of Japanese emperors is regarded as possessing a measure of divinity, and Yamato Takeru is the daughter of Emperor Keiko.
• Instinct: B

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Noble Phantasm(s)

True Name: Kusanagi-no-Tachi

Title: Divine Searing Wind Blade

Rank: A+

NP Type: Anti-Fortress

Range: 1-60

Maximum Number of Targets: 1000 people

Description: The blade discovered within the tail of the wicked eight-headed serpent Yamata-no-Orochi, by the divine spirit Susanoo. It was passed down and eventually reached Yamato Takeru's hands, proving itself to be a perfectly keen-edged sword and indeed a divine construct. Possessed of numerous capabilities, such as an edge that never dulled and a blade that would never break, it proved to be an incredibly potent blade and stands as one of the Three Regalia of Japan. Its chief capability, perhaps even surpassing its power as a mere sword, is its ability to alter the flow of the wind. Capable of pulling wind in around the blade and concentrating it into concussive blasts or razor-sharp invisible edges, it is both an exquisite weapon and a high-tier catalyst for wind alteration. The wind can even be used as a defensive barrier by gathering it as a highly condensed windstorm to deflect projectiles. But all of this falls short of its ultimate function. By gathering and collapsing wind around its blade and heating the air, it produces an incredibly potent form of magical energy, converting the wind to plasma. With the invocation of the Noble Phantasm's true name, this plasma can be released in a brilliant wave of destruction that can annihilate even mighty fortresses with searing light.

True Name: Heavenly White Wings

Title: Colorless Feathers Fill the Sky

Rank: A

NP Type: Anti-Unit(Self)

Range: N/A

Maximum Number of Targets: N/A

Description: It is said that Yamato Takeru's soul turned into a great white bird when she died. In reality, this was merely an extension of an ability she possessed in life owed to her divine heritage, expressed to its fullest by the legendary Prince. This Noble Phantasm passively empowers Takeru's slender body with far greater strength then she would otherwise possess, and it can be further increased to allow her to possess overpowering strength. But it also enhances her ability, allowing her to seemingly move in mid-air by using bursts of magical energy similar to a rocket. At its full invocation, brilliant white wings of light emerge from Takeru's back and her physical parameters rank up. It can be compared to a form of Mana Burst specifically resulting from Yamato Takeru's divinity.

The Epic of Beginnings - Fragments of a weathered scroll

So it didn't seem like the girl knew terribly much more about the creature... at least for the moment. Regardless of that, Nobunaga was deeply intrigued by the idea of magic, opting to observe first before making any attempt at undertaking it herself. It only made sense to mentally take stock of all the possible successes and failures given the fact it was such a new skill completely impossible within the realms of her original world.

And so, the petite black-haired girl simply observed for the moment, large red eyes taking in every motion, every activity. It was fascinating, to see these things actualized rather then simple myth. The ability to manipulate light like that, and it was surely just the tip of the iceberg. It was quite a performance already... at least...

Until that cat-eared girl caused a small explosion.

When Nobunaga's ears were ringing a little less, and her eyesight returned properly, her first action was to immediately check on Misaki. The fox-eared girl had previously suffered from a similar experience, and to be hit so hard once again... she placed a slight hand on the other girl's back, trying to do what she could to comfort her.

As her only point of familiarity and the like, it was important to try and maintain a good relationship and ensure the other girl's wellbeing.

The other matter on her mind was to immediately label the cat-eared girl as a liability.

@PKMNB0Y@Click This@Crusader Lord@Rune_Alchemist