YIPPEE!
___________________Saber stared out into the courtyard where Lancer stood. His gold and red eyes glinted with amusement as his armor change once more.
Gone was the armor of his treacherous brother, replaced by more traditional Greek armor. Silver greaves over black pants, with silver armor covering his chest as a red scarf wrapped around him tightly. His arms were now fully revealed to the world, showing claw and teeth scars from different beast he hunted, while red cloth was wrapped around his right hand.
A battle hungry smile made its way to his face as he braced his legs, with crimson sparks surrounding him as he pulled his spear back to thrust. His eyes sharpened as his sense grew more aware as a small trail of flame came off the spear tip.
BOOM
Like a cannon he shot, with speed almost rivaling Achilles, leaving Lancer no time to dodge as the spear was thrusted through his gut, nailing him to the ground. Lancer could only cough blood as Saber let flames cover his hand as he launched a fist forward, the sheer velocity rivaling a bullet.
A metallic smell permeated the air, as blood covered Saber's arm. His arm which was now firmly planted in Lancer's chest, his hand on the spearman's heart. With a cold look, Saber crushed it as Lancer stared in shock. Before any one could react flames exploded from Lancer, rendering him to nothing.
Everything in 5 meter radius was reduced to nothing but ash. Lancer's master who watched the entire ambush fearfully looked to Kiritsugu as he looked at Saber. With a silent order Saber walked towards them as his spear shot back to his hand from the ground. He dismissed it as he looked at the master of Lancer. He scoffed as he pushed him over, leaving the man sprawling on the ground. He looked up in fear as a glint entered his vision before everything went dark.
A blade stuck out of the man's chest as the blade soon disappeared. Saber looked at his master as Kiritsugu continued to walk.
"We have just Archer left." Kiritsugu spoke the fact, leaving Saber to formulate a plan to combat the queen of heroes. "After that, whatever wish we have can be granted."
Saber looked at the man with no emotion in his eyes before sighing in annoyance. "Archer won't be a problem. She's arrogant and quick to anger, but the real danger is the grail. It's corrupted."
"How so?"
"In the last Grail War." Saber started the tale as his gold eye soon became red as well, "If I'm correct a servant that shouldn't have been summoned was summoned. He possessed all of humanity's sins, a being of pure evil. When he was defeated he returned to the grail, tainting it with his evil."
"Is that so.." Kiritsugu lit another cigarette as he sighed, "Then we have our work cut out for us. Think you can handle Archer?"
"As I said before, she's arrogant and quick to anger. She may be deadly with her unlimited weapons, but I only need to be lucky once. She needs to be lucky every time."
"You sound sure of yourself."
"Because I know her strengths already, while she doesn't know mine. She won't risk using her strongest noble phantasm, it could destroy everything she's been working for. That just leaves the portals, and if the legends are true, the chains that could bind heaven. But given my divinity, the chains will be unbreakable for me."
"So one strike?"
"I'll give it a shot, but it's not guaranteed. Like I said, I only need to be lucky once."
Kiritsugu hummed as he took a puff from his cigarette, "Then let's start, shall we?"
Saber was fully taken over by Ares now, any form of the witches alter was now gone. His bright red hair and red eyes shone in the low light like a calm fire. "We shall."
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Another short chapter, sorry. If you want more then I'll try for the next bit of chapters. Might make a sequel for this book.
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