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“Avenger, focus fire on the Caster primarily; we should shut her down in case her Hougu is dangerous. Also destroy Wukong’s clones, but leave the main body to Rushorou’s Servant.” You advise your Servant as she begins firing. She directs her attacks as you suggested, and both Caster of Red and her robot are both forced to spend their efforts desperately trying to evade Avenger’s unrelenting fusillade.
“Ruyi Jingu Bang!” Wukong shouts as he rushes toward Lancer of Red and swings his staff in a wide sweep. As she leaps over his strike, you notice the air where he swung the staff appears to have become a bit more opaque, as though something had been smeared into it. His Noble Phantasm has some kind of space-freezing ability from what you can intuit. The snow-white woman retaliated by igniting an aura of flame around herself and repeatedly thrusting her spear toward the monkey king from different angles, forcing him back but not scoring a decisive blow.
Concerned about how long she can maintain the upper hand in the face of the dangerous ability of Ruyi Jingu Bang, you turn to Rushorou and say, “Our Servants bought us an opening, let’s get the priest.”
After the younger man’s nod of assent, the two of you run toward the two opposing Masters while their Servants are occupied; Caster of Red is still firmly on the back foot in the face of Avenger’s assault, but Wukong started creating more clones from his hairs after he bought himself a moment of respite. Fortunately, it appears that between Lancer of Red’s flaming aura and Avenger’s redirected attacks scorching them, they won’t be overwhelming your Servants anytime soon, as they appear to be getting destroyed right as they’re being created. Visibly irked, the monkey king increases the length and diameter of his staff to the point that is looks like he’s swinging a tree-trunk around and sweeps it through the air at both Rushorou’s and your own Servant, who have to reposition themselves to avoid being hit and pinned in place.
As Fyodor and Kiara try to flee into the subway station, you clip your mace back onto your bandolier and draw a gladius as you prepare to quickly spring forward and cut the tendons in priest’s legs with it. You estimate you won’t need to kill him, just inflict enough pain and injury to coerce him into conceding. As your swift footsteps quickly close the gap your quarry realizes that he has no chance of outrunning you, so he turns around as he draws a knife of some sort from his robes and warns, “Halt! Those who live by the-”
