Fire burst and burst again near Lancer, and she winced and hissed as she approached Cierra. The Caster-class Servant backed away as fast as she could while still slinging spells at her opponent. With every step, Lancer gained a bit of ground.
Serene laid on the roadside, panting. Lancer had overpowered her, and she was lucky to still be alive. Cierra had distracted her long enough for Serene to move out of harm's way, but that also meant that she was powerless to help or stop-
Cierra's scream made her shudder. Lancer had made up the distance between them and pierced through her skin, pushing deep through the flesh. When the lance was pulled out, Cierra swayed, then fell backwards, still weakly forming the words to spells.
Lancer would have none of that. She stabbed her again, and this time, Cierra went still and silent.