[X] Use your Magecraft to turn the tide.
--[X] Manipulate the mercury to form a solid blindfold around the enemy Servant's eyes. Let's see how he likes it when he can't see what he's fighting
---[X] Duck and roll as soon as you blind him. He's probably going to try and remove the Magecraft blinding him by carpet bombing the Magus who cast it, a.k.a you. If possible, use Magecraft to make some extra noise to cover the sound of you getting the Hell out of the way
You stare at Rider, face down in the dirt as the invisible man rests his feet upon his mop of spiky, blond hair.
"You know, I'm not quite a fan of how you wound up being spoken of in the same breath as Herakles. As Odysseus of all people. Spurning the Gods even as you abuse their gift unto you." Liquid silver drips onto the ground as the enemy Servant's head tilts downward, "It's almost funny, really." He raises his mercury covered hand outward, gripping at something that you can not see.
"Oh well." His arms reorient, both arms gripping into the air. Your eyes catch the flow of the air, bending slightly at a pole held in between the Servant's hands. An invisible spear? Halberd? You were uncertain, and your Master Vision was failing to be of any use in identifying it, "You were even more disappointing than I had feared you would be." Your skin prickles and rises in goosebumps as you feel a sudden rush of mana gathering at the space which the Servant gripped.
Wait.
You blink, starting suddenly, even as the invisible man's head tilts towards you, a feeling of killing intent unlike any you had seen before emanating from this look. Turning an expression you can't even see, but recognize anyway.
A smirk.
…Fuck that guy.
You quickly command the mercury covering the man's face and body, channeling it, concentrating it upon his eyes, his mouth, shutting him up and blinding him!
Thin bands of flowing silver constrict parts of the invisible man's face, abandoning their positions on the rest of his body, and you attempt to summon more quicksilver from your supply, when you hear a great cracking sound. Both of you look down, and see the sight of Rider gripping an unseen limb, his hand trembling with power and rage.
"Do not look down upon me!" Your Servant says, lifting the invisible leg up and knocking the enemy Servant off balance, turning a baleful glare at the mostly hidden opponent.
Before he does an about-face and proceeds to flee at incredible speeds towards the city.
Rider simply stares at the display, shock and fury warring across his features before, eventually, his face settles into a cold, neutral expression.
"You're not getting away."
You feel the tug of mana being drained from your circuits, and a shining white fills your vision even as your few circuits burn. In a panic, you dive off to the side, your head tucking down as you roll in a desperate attempt to escape the inevitable explosion. Which never comes. When the light subsides, leaving you gasping, you behold a magnificent chariot, pulled by three mighty horses. Rider steps into it, grasping the reins and preparing to snap them. He does not even look in your direction.
What do you do?
[] Join Rider
-[] Get in the Chariot Waver Isaac
-[] Something else
[] Do not join Rider
-[] What do you do instead?
[] By the Power of my Command Seal
-[] Kill Yourself
-[] Stop Sucking
-[] Be Useful
-[] Kill That Thing
-[] Something else?
[] Write-In.