Fate/Grand Order: Chaldea's Mission

Gulldos immediately flew high into the air, giving Archer enough distance to snipe those shades. Winda blasted a few of the shades with some bursts of wind magic, and her pupils changed from dots into the Gusto clan symbols.

"Figures the Nazis wouldn't be much negotiable." Chuckling a little to himself he boarded Rider's ship, drawing his own firearm, reinforcing it on the fly as he found the steady ground. With the pistol prepared to fire bullets larger than it should, Norman unloaded at the Shades, aiming mostly at their heads. He wasn't sure if these were at all vulnerable to having their vital parts shot - the uncertainty if these were there was a part of it.

At the same time he glanced around the battlefield, searching for any vehicle that could be used. Anything would do, as long as it could still be moved: a car, a tank, anything would do.

Berserker's first instinct upon being told by his master that his leash was off was to start scanning the battlefield for anything that he could identify as a weapon, from metal or wooden poles, to even discarded weapon the german soldiers may have dropped.

While he could easily use Arondight, he did not feel the situation was right for him to immediately jump to his ace in the hole noble phantasm.

edited 12th Oct '15 1:32:17 PM by Bcom

Fuyuki

Alba nodded and held on tightly to the horse, preparing for the reckless charge against the lupine abominations.

edited 12th Oct '15 1:44:29 PM by Raidouthe21st

Lancer extended her hand, producing a blood red, exquisitely crafted spear as she looks at the shades with her equally crimson eyes... taking in their measure before the agile Servants weaves into the battlefield... however, as she moves, her her free hand makes a rapid succession of tracing movements in the air... and as she does, her blood red spear glows with an eerie, purplish light.

Having seen the nature of her foes as fell beasts, Lancer used her knowledge of Runic magic to enhance her spear with a light monster slaying curse to increase it's effectiveness at dealing with her foes... however, the more she bathed her cursed spear with their blood, the more she'd be able to get to know the beasts and refine such an enhancement.

The witch of the shadowlands thus moved forward, swinging her spear in a wide arc at the nearest monsters, letting them sense the sting of Gae Bolg.

Rider summoned a skeletal whip in his free hand and cracked it, signalling his horse to break into a gallop and charge into the crowd. Rider handled his weapon with frightful precision, and any beast that got too close to him and his Master either received deep gashes from the whip, or had their eyes torn out.

edited 12th Oct '15 3:43:47 PM by svenorzokarkoff

The Shades fell rather easily, considering the fact that they were giving the Nazis such a hard time. Apparently, they had resistances towards damage of non-magical origin. Their numbers eventually dwindled, but a few of them survived and fled.

It was highly likely that they would come back in greater numbers.

"Alright.. that went better than expected." Leon said to everyone around him, returning Innenwelt to its rightful place. "Now, luckily for us, I've detected a suitable place to set up leyline communications with HQ. Caster and I will set that up as our current Base of Operations. Let's go."

He led them among the ruins of older Eastern-style architecture, bringing them to what appeared to be the seared remains of a park. "This would be it."

Leon held out his mystic code and set it in motion in the air. It kept itself up by its own accord and spread its bounded fields around the area. Caster did the same, aligning hers with those of Leon in order to reinforce the Territory that would eventually form her Noble Phantasm.

"It will take me some time to re-establish communications. In the mean time, I've detected... some kind of presences in all cardinal directions. Yes, that means North, South, East, and West. Group yourselves together, and those of you who can leave familiars here for the purpose of relaying information."

Group yourselves up into little teams depending on where you want to go. I've got stuff waiting for you regardless of where you choose.

Alinia collected the marbles that had made up her protective circle as the fight wrapped up. When they arrived at their temporary base, she hummed and began to go over the other Master-Servant teams' performances. There wasn't much to go on at this point, unfortunately. "Lancer? Feel free to ask other Servants to join our group. Though I'd like the final word on some of them..." She sighed. That Berseker had looked impressive, but he'd only searched through the debris during the fight. Not to mention that Master of his, who'd neither gotten out of the way of the fighting nor actually helped... and wasn't she one of the ones who'd picked a fight in the cafeteria? How disappointing.

Claire was breathing a little harder than she'd liked by the end of the fight. Most of her manipulations had been subtle - a slippery patch of ice here, a distraction there - but she still felt somewhere between exhilarated and horrified.

Saber? Any preferences for which way to go?

" Hmm, perhaps with that Rider we spoke with before?" Julie suggested. She'd had quite a lot of fun carving her way through those shades, but she did rather hope that some more interesting opponents would appear. She hadn't even needed to unlock her Noble Phantasm's abilities to fight.

edited 13th Oct '15 3:27:54 PM by KarrinBlue

Claire nodded, sparing her Servant a quick glance and small smile before looking around the area for the Rider they had spoken with before.

Moving to the West point, she looked around for him or his Master. If she managed to catch either of their eyes, Claire said politely, "Would the two of you like to work with us?"

Gulldos eventually lands, and Winda jumps off. The bird shrinks back into its regular size and flies onto Winda's shoulder. Upon hearing the orders, she looks around for a partner. Maybe that Emilia girl would work as a partner. Maybe she could get to know Emilia better if they were partners.

"Any preference as to who you want to ride with us, Norman?" Ching said, looking over her shoulder. "Perhaps a Master with a Saber? We could use the extra muscle."

Base

Rider helped Alba dismount from the horse before dismissing his Phantasm. "Not too hectic o' a ride, I hope?" He asked.

When Claire and Saber approached and offered to form a group, Rider gave the two an agreeing smile. "If Milady does not object, I don't see why not..."