[] Charge the Celtic Warrior. You have that light thing going on. Magecraft! You don't know how you did it but you can use it as a shield to steal his spear!
This was stupid. You're annoyed and bitter but if death held little value here then fuck it. You're gonna do it. Rolling out of your hiding spot immediately caught the Warrior's attention as you swung your bag at him.
The Warrior's reflexes forced him to swat it out of the air as you put your entire weight into your charge. He was strong but not as stupidly strong as a servant. You charged him as he swung his spear at you.
Shit here it comes!
Something trailed within your body as a wall of light manifested to your side and kept the spear from reaching you. Between these chairs there was no way for him to dodge so you smashed all 86kg of you straight into his chest before knocking him down.
There was a loud clanging noise before you held him down for a split second and punching him, the sound of flesh striking flesh echoing all around. You grabbed his spear and wrenched it out of his grasp.
Turning it as if it was second nature to you, you then plunged it down between the gap of his armor. You pulled and stabbed again, this time right on his neck before you staggered back.
Your shoulder was sore but you sucked it up.
She knew you were here. You grabbed the bag and picked up the bloody spear. Adrenaline pumped into your veins as you turned and went out the broken window Mr. Stabby went through.
You used the spear as a walking stick before carried it with both hands. It was old and unwieldy, a testament of the time it was made but fuck was it heavy. Your boldly arms could barely hold it up. You ran down the side of the school building as the moon shined above.
Running to the back you found a ladder which you quickly used to climb. You need to relocate before that crazy bitch found you. You climbed higher until you got to the rooftop and caught your breath.
Magecraft... Was it some sort of spell that activated when you were in danger?
Did you cast it? You can't remember. Why can't you remember anything?!
You ran towards the door leading back to the building when it suddenly opened. Men poured out like a raging flood. You stopped and slid to a halt before turning to the side and running for it.
More Celts! Just great!
You ran with your spear in hand before you saw one climb up the edge you were coming close to. You rammed the spear into his face before he fell down.
You turned to see the Warriors howl as they have chase.
There was so many. Holy shit. Five chased you, then they turned to a dozen, then a hundred, several hundred, they multiplied faster than you can count. They were chasing you down as you ran through the school.
Warriors bigger, stronger and faster than you were howled as you grunted while running across the football field. You looked ahead and you saw
her.
Standing with that stupid smug smile she had.
It's Medb-chan.
You tripped and fell face first into the ground. You grunted as you opened your bag and took out the hard cheese and bit into it as you were skewered.
STAB
STAB
STAB
STAB
STAB
Spears and pikes and swords thrust through your body, keeping you in place. A hundred people gathered around as they held you down...
It hurt.
But you were alive still.
She walked towards you with that stupid smile... Her beauty was akin to a cruel Goddess as the light of the moon touched her skin. She was the Servant sent to kill you and you've never loathed someone so much...
The swords and spears were ripped out of your form before leaving you to kneel before her.
"I win this time, Stray Master-"
You spat the cheese in your mouth straight into her eyes. You took a broken glass you had in your pocket and slashed her throat while she was reeling.
She hissed as she held her throat as it bled, grabbing your own, "Oh? You little... You think you can Win the Grail like that?!"
"Fuck... You," you laughed as you flipped her off before-
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You: 2
Medb: 2
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It was 2am... And you've had a hard night.
Your mind was starting to regain some semblance of consistency. You were running down the street again. Running from her. She was coming for you again but you think you had an idea now.
Having that many Celtic Warriors wasn't possible without a huge amount resources being consumed. Not only that but you can hurt her even if you exploit her deathly weakness.
This world... Wasn't real.
And you were trapped here with the intended purposes of being killed over and over without ever finding a way out. Not only that but Medb herself was an anomaly.
Your footsteps slowly came to a halt as you turned to see an iron Chariot coming for you. It was world so fake it hurt to look at the inconsistencies.
The Grail War. It's all because of that thing that you're in this situation.
The chariot thundered towards you before you rolled out of the way. You're not going to be roadkill anytime soon. It soon came to a halt before someone stepped out of the carriage.
"Done running, Stray Master?" Medb scoffed as she held her riding crop.
"I'm tired. So why don't we skip the preamble and start this show for real," you growled as you held up your Command Seals.
"And you'll fight with what servant?" Medb asked with a sneer.
"This one," you replied as you spent the Seal. That's right... You'll just have to call her name and she'll be here.
Though knowing her, it's probably her fault that you're here. You're going to interrogate her but for now...
Waking From the Dream
[] "By the power of my Command Seal, come forth! Get your ass in here, Rider!"
[] "You're no Queen. You're an unflattering imitation. With this Command Seal, I'll summon her! You've spent the time watching so come on out already, Rider!"
[] "Time to work, you Fluffy Tyrant! Your Caretaker's in big trouble already so help me out! I'll spend this Command Seal so you better be useful for once, Rider!"