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“That is what Revenant is for, Master, and if worst comes to worst I can defend you.” Rider says, slipping on the large shirt. Immediately his form once again downsizes to more appropriately human levels, and the tanned wall of muscle stepped out into the world after his master, holding a...

“I shall accompany you wherever you wish to go, Master.” The giant bodyguard rumbles as he falls in step behind Jannik, each footfall making the small china plates in the shelves rattle. “Not to mention, should I bring Revenant we will be able to grasp the scent of the servants.” “That being...

Rider simply stood outside of the bathroom, the room quite literally too small to fit his hulking frame as he listened to what his master suggested. Tilting his head, he scratches Revenant behind the ears as he considers. “I reccomend we not visit the library again, master. I am not on good...

“I believe it to have been a caster Servant.” Rider rumbled as he came into view once more. At his side Revenant burst into being as well, the large hound slowly beginning to regrow the flesh upon its bones, even as the finer points of Rider’s armour sealed up under tiny streams of blue light...

Rider cracked his neck, the bones creaking as he looked around. Disappointing. He could sense his master nearby, unhurt. Revenant was also fine, the sliced pieces of bone already put back together as his partner sent an image of what he had seen. Spectral claws grabbing their quarry out of...

As Ira phased out of existence, only to reappear in the same place, Magnan couldn’t help but feel a spot of mirth. He was going to rip the cowardly fighter apart, but he couldn’t help but admire just how adaptable his opponent was. However, when it comes to adaptability, he wasn’t the only one...

Magnan’s foot lashed out, kicking the spear to the side, the blade cutting through the stone of the sewer wall like a hot knife through butter. Landing with enough force to shake the sewers, Magnan wastes no time in locking Ira down. A fist swings out, the agile servant easily dodging as the...

This time Ira managed to sneak a few strikes past, the spears glancing off of armour or creating gauges that sealed over almost immediately, yet costing Magnan precious energy to fix. He couldn’t waste time trying to correct himself, so he did the next best thing. With shuddering force, his...

Magnan didn’t bother to lash out at Ira. Instead, the servant did what he did best and defended himself. He crouched, minimising his profile as his shield flashed and his body gyrated. The servant put everything he could into simply surviving, wasting nothing as he called upon everything he...

As Magnan had waited for Ira to return, he had focused upon moving to retrieve his arm and replenish his energy. He had achieved the first, and a little of the second before Ira appeared below him just as he reattached his armoured arm, the limb holding the shield twisting and crunching...

However, before those events came to be true, the one unbound by fate changed the natural order of things. As Ira drew his arm back, the experienced warrior was already moving. He shield drew back at the same time Revenant’s form blurred and disappeared, moving at speeds faster than the eye...

Magnan stayed silent as he lifted his shield, finally back to full size as the stared down the flying form of Ira. His hand flexed and next to him Revenant blurred and disappeared, reappearing directly atop the warehouse. Magnan stepped forward, and his foot shattered the earth below him...

Rider leaped backwards, bringing his shield down at an angle to absorb Ira’s blast, the cataclysmic force flowing into his shield even as he landed, his greaves furrowing into the concrete as the force pushed him back. Focusing on Ira and the approaching cavalry, he watched as Ira alone...

“It’s not about pride Ira. Pride isn’t what keeps me up. Pride isn’t the reason I’m the abomination that I am.” Rider tells him, planting his shield forward. A ghostly howl could be heard as an invisible wind came from behind him, the Juggernaught’s helmet disappearing to show Ira what he meant...

“Signum fuck off.” Was all Rider said as his body crouched and twisted, his torso moving unnaturally to shift Ira’s spear target from the base of his helmet to empty air, his body spinning with power as his arms, first his unarmored and then his shield, spun directly upwards towards Ira. His...

“YOU THINK THIS IS ENOUGH TO TAKE ME DOWN, IRA?!” Rider roared, entering a stance as the servant in question charged towards him. “I’VE TAKEN WORSE FROM EVEN BEFORE MY RESURRECTION, YOU SNIVELING WEAKLING!” His shield hand grasped at the spear shaft embedded within his body as, with a grunt of...

Rider let out a roar of pain and anger at the attack, his body burning as his very essence fought against the flames. The attack was powerful and struck close to home, but the shield wasn’t the only part of Rider that could take such abuse. It damaged him for sure, as he felt his ribs char and...

Ira’s spear was blocked by a shield that had practically materialised in front of it, the eerily silent rider regarding him as his torso twisted without the legs moving. Normally, he couldn’t do it. It was too much pain for the lich to go through, but after what Ira had done. What he had said...

Rider tuned out Ira’s words. He knew the Servant’s goal here, even if just knowing the goal wouldn’t help. His anger spurred him to go all out, to shatter buildings with his rage, but instead he quietly simmered as the man mocked his life partner. His shield stopped growing outwards, nearly full...

“I’m going to rip your head from your neck and use your spine for a belt.” Was the only thing to come from Rider, fury palpable as essence flowed form him in waves. He had stopped channeling his essence into Revenant when he knew it was a lost cause, affording him a slight boost in energy, but...