Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-26444332-20161224034213/@comment-26444332-20161229030546

'Well, try practicing,' Asariel says, before another arrow manifests in his hand in a flash of red light. He fits it to his bowstring and fires, rapidly doing so about twenty times before lowering his weapon.

The shafts hit Heracles, sending him reeling and allowing Saber to score a shallow blow before the great beast of a man can recover. She spins away, avoiding his counterattack, and the four there watch in astonishment as the cut heals before their eyes.

'This is hopeless,' murmurs Saber. 'He can neutralize Hunter's arrows, and my sword. It was pointless to ask for fire support on something this fast and agile. I have no choice.'

She levels her sword at Heracles, daring him to come down to even ground. He does so, growling. She settles into a guard position, sword held straight up and with both hands, to one side.

'Heracles, we are not free to converse, nor to give words which would be pointless. All we can do is trade blows. So I shall give you an answer which you cannot refute.'

She turns her head slightly, looking to Bolster.

'Strengthen me as much as you can.' she asks, before turning back to Heracles.

Asariel snorts.

'I think you'd better get down there and either find or act as transportation; I think Saber is about to do something rather stupid.'

Ricky simply gets the feeling that Asariel is trying to get him off the rooftop for some reason.