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Darsis exhaled. He had roughly two hours to find another master. His previous master had been foolish and rather unskilled. His left arm throbbed, but he ignored it. It was always like that, so he'd learned to suppress the pain he felt. He walked through city, the streets mostly empty, so he didn't really stand out in his medevial wear, "This is rather taxing..." Was all he could say as he walked.

Darsis looked up towards the full moon, "What is a servant without a master?" His eyes looked to the side at the girl, followed quickly by his head turning to look at her, "And what is a master without a sevant?"

His sharp eyes noted the girl's hand with all too familiar marks on them. However, he didn't see any servant, spirit form or otherwise, around her. So his conclusion was quick and relatively simple. She had lost her servant, like he'd lost his master.

Darsis exhaled rather deeply. He couldn't blame her, but he couldn't act independantly, unlike the archer class. Typically, he required a master nearby to combat someone else. He walked after the female master, his weapon still drawn. But if needed, he would rush after her. After all, he had a rather limited amount of time in this world before he dissipated, after all.

"Lancer, you notice anything yet?" Reed was muttering to his invisible comrade. He didn't have the ability to detect servants or masters and, at least to his knowledge, his servant didn't either. But, being a servant, she might be able to tell who might be a master or a servant. There only a few people on this street, dressed in business or casual wear, nothing that really stood out. Not that a servant would stay in their physical form in a public place. There wasn't any sign of a master or a servant yet but he loaded his arms with starmines just in case.

"Hm? I thought that he was just a cosplayer or something, that armor looks too fancy to actually belong to a servant, and besides, why would a servant be wandering around like that in their physical form?" Reed then saw that the man was following a girl, probably in her early teens. "I suppose that it doesn't really matter who he is seeing that he's going for a little girl right now. We have a few options, there aren't many people around, you can attack him and I grab the girl or you can save the girl and I nail him with a well-placed starmine. If he's really a servant, the former is probably a better idea. And if the reason the girl's being chased is because she's a master, we might just gain an ally." And perhaps another lead.

((I think I'll wait for Leon))

Reed walked towards the girl, using his peripheral vision to see how his servant was doing. "Hey miss," he said politely, crouching to her eye level. He noticed the command seal on her hand Jackpot. "You're a magus, right? I need some help looking for a friend of mine. You've probably heard of her before, she goes by the title, The Magic Gunner, Ms. Blue. You've heard of her right? The user of the 5th true magic? Clock Tower's problem child? Might you know where she is?" The starmines were still loaded just in case she had a servant lying around in wait.

Darsis had a high intuition when it came to battle, in other words, a gut feeling. He drew his sword and sidestepped, pivoting on his foot as he snapped his blade down. The catch in his blade forced the lance downward as he pushed off his foot, intending to send his elbow into the servants throat.