The sound of clashing arms echoed faintly as two shapes darted about the rooftops of the commercial district of Fuyuki City.
Actually, it was more a matter of one shape darting about, while a shimmer of the air seemed to follow and sparks flew when both clashed.
Lancer landed heavily, skidding back with the momentum of the blow he'd parried, two-pronged weapon held before him as if to ward off further attack, feet digging furrows in the antennae riddled rooftop.
"Can't hit what you can't see, brat!"
He spun, his weapon arcing around as his grip shifted to the rear of the shaft and his arms windmilled it around with enough force to cut AC units and the occasional exposed pipe to bits.
Didn't seem like this guy would be willing to lay aside whatever twisted little bit of animosity he harbored for the evening. Pity. Irish had proved to be both entertaining and a veritable wellspring of information about what this so called War revolved around. True, the next time they met would likely be a lot less amiable, but one took what one could.
This one, though, looked to be playing for keeps ...
... and he had some sort of invisibility deal going.
Come on, come on.
There!
The Lancea Longini swung about in a quick and vicious arc, prongs twisting together as if alive as mana was channeled into them - an utterly unusual sensation, that, to which he far preferred the use of his Field, but inevitable in this case. He didn't know _how_ he knew what the Lance could do, only that the knowledge was there and had proved to be accurate before.
There was no time for a thrust - pity, because that would have likely ended things - but the seemingly tensed prongs slammed into the invisible shape ... which had been made less so by the dust, flecks of rust, and the mist that one of the demolished AC units was sprouting ... with enough force to send it hurtling out beyond the edge of the rooftop as they uncoiled with a shriek that could be felt to the very bones.
The shimmer of invisibility fell away, revealing the man cloaked underneath as he reeled from the impact.
That he was floating in the air was duly noted, as were the vaguely greek looking half-armor and sandals he wore. And the expression of surprise on the far-too-fresh face.
Then he was sent flying, the explosion of amber hexagons that signified a Field manifestation slapping his body out of the air and into the side of a nearby office building.
Lancer twirled the Lancea Longini once, and sprung to follow.
Unfortunately, the only thing he found a few seconds later was a mess of empty cubicles and a marked absence of a target.
He didn't know how long the disruption to whatever it was that had made the bugger invisible would last, but he was willing to bet it wouldn't be long enough.
"Another day, then," he spat at the empty room before leaping back outside.
Hopefully, he wouldn't have to deal with anymore interludes like that before he found out where or when he was.
ASSASSIN II
Master: ??
True Name: Perseus
Gender: Male
Height & Weight: 176cm 75kg
Attribute: Chaotic Good
Strength: B
Mana: C+
Endurance: B+
Luck: C
Agility: D
Noble Phantasm: B+
Presence Concealment: A+
Skills
Flight: B-
Defense from Projectile Weapons: C
Charisma: B
Noble Phantasm
Aegis - Blessing of Athena
Rank: B+
Type: Defensive Noble Phantasm
Range: ??
Maximum Target: ??
The mirrored shield that was granted to him by Athena. This Noble Phantasm can not only block most blows and shrug them off as if they were nothing, it can also reflect an energy attack back towards the attacker.
Mantle of Hades - In the dead of night
Rank: B
Type: Bounded Barrier Noble Phantasm
Range: 0
Maximum Target: 1
Also known as the Cap of Darkness, this Noble Phantasm renders the user mostly invisible to any and all bands of the visual spectrum. Rapid movement can interfere with its workings, though, and sound isn't blocked.
Swift Messenger - Gift of Hermes
Rank: C
Type: ??
Range: 0
Maximum Target: 1
Hermes' famous winged sandals allow for increased mobility and speed, as well as the gift of flight.
Cronos' Sickle - Bane of Titans (It was either this, "Balltaker", or "Zeus' Razor"
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Rank: D-
Type: Anti-Personnel Noble Phantasm
Range: 1-2
Maximum Target: 1
Despite the fancy name, it's just a very sharp bit sickle mounted on top of a short wooden handle.
Miscellaneous:
Image Color: Silver
Talents: fishing
Likes: women, games
Dislikes: long and involved quests
Natural Enemy: Rider, Stheno, Euryale
Or something like that.
-Griever
ETA: to add Perseus
When tact is required, use brute force. When force is required, use greater force.
When the greatest force is required, use your head. Surprise is everything. - The Book of Cataclysm