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And it was none too soon, for Rider’s spear was mere inches away from your gut when you experienced the spacial teleportation. Unlike the feeling you had when you selected the coin, this transport was so abrupt you needed a moment process the fact that you had returned to the inside of the church where you summoned your Servant along with the others. Though looking around, it seemed the silver cup at the altar was now absent.
“You just keep surprising me.” Truvietianne said as she dusted herself off, “I hadn’t expected to come back here of all places. And how did you use a single Command Spell to teleport four people anyhow?”
Fluttering her wings, Avenger answered, “I’m perfectly capable of spacial teleportation magic without the use of a Command Spell, the pertinent limitation being the activation time would be too long to escape a situation like that without being hit on the way out.”
“Avenger, can you get up to the roof? I’d like you to rain fire on the position we just left.” You ask. Maybe you’ll get lucky and score a hit, or mislead them into thinking you really didn’t want to cede that ground to them.
“Let’s see what we can do.” She says, swiftly darting to the church’s doors, opening one, and flying up toward the roof.
“I’ll just take a seat here and see if I can avoid bleeding out.” Lancer joked in an ill-temper as he sat on to one of the pews. His Master quickly went to his side, asking if there was anything she could do to help.
A few moments later Avenger tells you, <span class="mu-i"> “Master, we may have a minor problem.” </span>
<span class="mu-i"> “What is it?” </span> You ask.
