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As he had stared at the servant he had summoned, Akaito did nothing much but laugh. He had succeeded in the incantations that were said to summon powerful servants to battle within this war for what was called the Holy Grail. For what all of what he heard about it, it greatly intrigued Akaito. Licking the fresh blood off of his fingers that he used to create the pentagram to summon his servant, he had walked over to his gateway to more knowledge, his feet squelching in the excess blood used. "Well then, servant of mine in this war, what is your class." As the servant spoke back to him, he was intrigued. "Well then, It is nice to meet you, Caster."

As the amount of visitors that he had earlier in the day, Akaito was surprised to have had a visitor after hours. Though he had assumed what kind of visitor he had, he had decided to have his servant be behind him a bit so that he could see what may be intruding on their domain. As he had walked down from the second floor, he had accidentally stepped in something. Squelch. Squelch. Squelch. The sound could easily be heard by the other Servant, but Akaito was not much for caring as he had gotten to the residential part of the first floor. As soon as Caster had gotten down to where Akaito was, Akaito spoke out to where the servant was, speaking in a rather disturbingly calm tone for what seemed to be the calm before a battle. "Hello there. My name is Moduko Yatsumusho. Could you please tell me what you feel is wrong with you?"

Preparation for the unknown was always the best thing to do when you are apart of this damned war. And with the preparation his mad scientist has done, it was plenty enough to help protect if a Servant came to visit. As the bullets hailed in from the office area, tentacles from creatures of otherworldly origins came in the way of the bullets to protect the Servant and his master. Though the hail of bullets was fast and painful, the creatures and their numbers were enough to compensate and protect them from harm. Then, the number of creatures began to increase, though the bullets did mow them down, until they had reached the front area. As soon as the tentacles were able to be seen by the Berserker, they quickly shot out to immobilize the Berserker, aiming for the arms, legs and neck. In the back, a voice could be heard, laughing. "Ha ha ha ha, weeeell then, Ber~serker. It is quite impolite to interrupt artists at work. Are you willing to pay the price?"All of the while the Caster spoke, Akaito was laughing as he saw the hail of bullets infront of him being blocked by the tentacles his Servant was summoning. Normal people would run in fear and hide, but Akaito was laughing. Getting to a slightly more suited shelter was also on priority, but low as of how the Berserker was tearing through it with ease.

As more and more tentacles sprawled in the way to protect Caster and his master, Akaito had moved stealthily around, avoiding the stray hail of bullets that managed to get through. As he had been moving around, he then grinned widely as then, an access of tentacle beings had appeared from underneath the Berserker, darting for the legs and limbs as well. Then, even from the front where the Berserker had kicked down the door, the monsters had begun to enter in, towards the berserker to restrain it. And with all the tentacles there, a boy from the operation room nearby the Berserker had sprawled out, scared as tentacles began to follow out after him as well. Caster smiled, looking at all the tentacles that were around the Berserker. The stray bullets that had nicked and damaged his attire did not scare him at all. All the while this was happening, Akaito had managed to slip out through the back door, and after that, he was gone with Caster slowly behind.

Titus Martillo

Titus exhaled softly, peering through the scope of a particularly long weapon. Carrying all of this stuff around and not getting caught wasn't easy, but he'd had centuries of experience. Admittedly, not with firearms, but he'd tried to keep up on a lot of them. Berserker was considerably more talented than he was at using any weapon, but there was a reason that the Lin Kuei were primarily a group of assassins, and he'd needed a lot of tools. So, naturally, he'd asked the one person he knew would have tons of equipment.

To be perfectly honest, the only person in the Lin Kuei that he was legitimately scared of, besides Jian, was Kimiko. Most of this was due to the fact that her own alchemy power gave her a frightening degree of accuracy. When she wanted to hit a target, she didn't miss. Ever. So, naturally, she had a large supply of modern (and completely illegal) weapons stored away. Most people didn't know how much of a weapon nut she actually was, but she seemed determined to be able to kill targets in literally any way the Family required of her. Heavy weapons, light weapons, ranged weapons... she used them, hit her target, and moved on. Most alchemy powers were far more flashy than hers was, but in the end, hers was easily among the most frightening... and she certainly knew how to use it to best advantage. In fact, the things she'd done with weapons over time had made him seriously wonder if he'd call her up for this little event... but no, he'd simply gotten permission to use a sizable chunk of her arsenal, transported it to the city, and gotten it ready to use.

And now? Hard to dodge what you never even saw. A bullet that moved faster than sound, a position the foe wouldn't be looking at... perfect. Titus calmly took aim at the one who'd come out the back door of the house. Definitely. he thought. A moment later, he pulled the trigger.

Berserker

It wasn't going to be long at all now before people arrived to see what was going on, so this needed to be wrapped up quickly... and a few bullets were all it took to utterly pulverize the wall, allowing Berserker to land in the street without ever needing to to deal with the mass around the door. His weapon traced around for just a moment, but it wasn't aiming towards Caster and Akaito. Instead, Berserker sent a quick hail of bullets in the opposite direction. Caster must've done something unfathomable to be able to summon an entire horde off the ground over a thousand feet away, but that was less then a third of the maximum firing distance for Berserker's heavy weapon, and the Horrors surrounding his Master were blown to pieces.

That was all the assistance the mad warrior was prepared to render, though, and his weapon swung back around to fire at the Servant and Master that were trying to run away. Berserker was significantly faster than his foe, charging forward to close the distance between them and firing the last bullets in the minigun before breaking it apart and tossing it to the side and readying a second blade to cut through the monsters that Caster would no doubt be trying to summon. Honestly, even he had only carried about thirty seconds worth of bullets - and now that they were exhausted, Berserker had no more use for the weapon.






Titus Martillo

If he hadn't been functionally immortal, that little episode would have been even more frightening... but the Horrors were gone, and Titus steadied his aim. He'd been firing from over a thousand feet away from the house, and that Servant had STILL managed to summon horrors in a group. That... was very nasty indeed, but the maximum range of his own weapon meant that the other Master was still easily within his own firing range. Titus slowly exhaled, squeezing the trigger as he did so and firing another shot towards Akaito while his Servant kept them busy with a hail of gunfire that was much closer and much more immediately nasty. More to the point, these were lethal bullets, and he had every intention of nailing the enemy master as many times as he could. All he needed was one good shot, and that'd be one foe down...

More usefully, though, his weapon fired at about three thousand feet per second, well over twice the speed of sound and needing less than a third of a second to strike its target. They literally could not hear it coming. You couldn't perform or dodge at your best when your body was full of holes, either, and while Titus was absolutely trying to kill his target, it was only his secondary plan. Caster and his Master had exactly no chance of surviving close combat with Berserker, who was much faster than they were and already closing in...