Following the previous battle, the Lancer in blue cursed himself for not being able to stop not 1, not 2, but 3 masters from summoning their servants.
Only if he knew that the brother and sister who just joined the battle were more dangerous then they seem.
Everyone was on edge as the two new combatants joined the war, once again they asked.
???/???: "Are you my master?"
For some reason the Lancer in blue adopted a look of fear on his face laying his eyes on one of the servants.
One of them were a young woman with long white hair, yellow eyes, donning a black armor and wielding a black sword. Her gaze was set on the young white haired rider.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
On the other hand, the second figure had long purple hair, blood red eyes, donning a skin tight body suit and wielding a familiar red spear. Her gaze was set on the younger sister.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Duncan and Ashley just became official masters of this Holy Grail War.
Duncan's POV:
Those two...hmm, interesting seems that one of them has a connection with the dog before us.
Zarathos: 'One is a saint tainted by hatred and vengeace while the other is an imnortal god-slayer, you two hit the jackpot partner.'
Duncan: 'Well what can i say? It seems that lady luck isn't always a bitch.'
Duncan: "Well, well, well, any last words mad dog?"
Blue Lancer: "...fuck this shit, i'm going fishing!"
That went well.
Saber: "You are running away?!"
Blue Lancer: "Yeah you see my master is a BIT concerned when it comes to people who can survive fate altering attacks." Said glaring at me
