"What the-?" It has been a few hours since Ozpin realized he fell into a trap. How to start. Well, he supposed it began when he chased after the skeletons that he saw at a distance. He arrived rather swiftly, and like before, easily dealt with them. They fell apart after a few blows, not requiring much effort at all. Then more came out which he destroyed. Another batch came and he got rid of them. A dozen more revealed themselves and attacked, which he stopped.

After destroying over fifty-three of them, Ozpin realized that this was the trap.

Whoever sent these undead or whatever they truly were, made a lot. Aura of course along with his training made it so that he had more than enough stamina for these types of situations. He could fight for quite a while, as one didn't become one of the best Huntsmen by just regular training.

However, even Ozpin had limits. More so that with no matter how many of the skeletons he destroyed, more and more would take their place. All of them attacked without care. Without getting tired. Even if they weren't particularly strong that even a training Huntsmen could face, Ozpin realized the plot.

To send these fodder at him and wear him out.

A good plan, and one he can admit he fell to a few times back in Remnant during his battle with her. Where he ended up tired, captured, and tortured painfully. Usually he killed himself before it got to that point though, as she was rather good at getting people to talk one way or another.

So Ozpin tried to escape, only to find all routes blocked. The ancient wizard realized how he fell for such a foolish trick, and was uncertain if he could even escape it. So it was a surprise when suddenly, all the skeletons fell apart like so. Ozpin thought it was a trick and just ran to an exit route believing he'd be attacked, and pondered if he should use magic.

So it came as a surprise when minutes later. Nothing happened at all. Which only meant two things.

'Either this is some form of ploy to lower my guard, and catch me at my moment of weakness, or…' The person behind the skeletons are having trouble. Yet what could possibly cause them trouble, to stop them from dealing with Ozpin? Nothing good he can reckon.

"Best get going either way." Ozpin said as he decided to go back to Shirou's home. Only pausing when he heard the sound of insects coming near him.

It stood as tall as a small bus.

The rest of the remaining pack were smaller, yes, but still larger by a few feet than the average person. Yet the one leading them had additional bone plating armor, longer claws, and gave off an impression one would see of a human leader, only more monstrous. Being twice as tall as a normal person and in Shirou's eyes, dwarfed him. It's none armor cracked all over while it's red soulless eyes observed them all, stopping at the one called Assassin before giving a growl.

It had a huge line down it's chest which looked fresh.

"The ones it led were weak and simple prey." Assassin states calmly. "My blade cut through them all as a knife cuts butter. Where they then quite literally vanished without a trace. That one though," The Servant's eyes narrowed. "My blade could not pierce through it entirely."

"I see." Caster thought very little of Assassin. To her eyes, he is nothing more than a guard dog set to defend this base she has made. No more no less. Even then though, she has seen some of his power. Having summoned some familiars and enhanced them to attack Assassin to test his worth, where he cut through them like there was nothing there. Even her beloved, who saw his swordsman, commented that he was good.

Kuzuki rarely gave such compliments.

In other words, the leader of these familiars must be a step above the rest. Still, Caster indeed felt a small sense of wonder on what they were. 'Must be the work of a Master that called upon a type of familiar and sent them here.'

Caster supposed it made sense. While Servants were powerful, no fool would just limit themselves to using only Servants. Why not instead use other tricks they had up their sleeves. These creatures were one of them.

"Very well," Caster then floats in the air, and a blue aura of sorts forms around her. Then soon enough, magical circles appeared behind her. About three since she didn't believe the need to use her full power against some measly familiars. "I suppose I should clean up the trash here."

"Mm. Shame." Assassin spoke as he took a step back. "I had been hoping to kill them myself, but if you wish to, go on ahead." Caster clicked her tongue and just ignored his comment. As for Shirou, he just watched in slight amazement at the power Caster seemed to give off.

'Servants...they're pretty cool' Shame that most of the ones he met are jerks that want to kill him. Shirou then notices the Assassin looking at him. "What?"

"Oh, nothing." Assassin then crossed his arms. "You just may want to step back a little and cover your eyes. Caster's powers can be quite bright." For a guy that is his enemy, he seemed to be quite chummy Shirou just looked back at the werewolves but also prepared himself to see what was about to happen. As for Caster, she then smirked.

"For whoever sent you here in my home, all i say to you is goo-" Before Caster could even finish, the leader of the pack just roared loudly to the point where Shirou covered his ears to stop the sound. The lesser werewolves then ran towards Caster while the leader followed close behind. Caster was unamused by the interruption. "Miserable mutts!"

From the magic circles, beams of heat and light came out of it. They moved quickly, and were capable of turning a bit as they went down toward the ground before bending and aimed straight toward the monsters. The first few oversized canines were hit by the beam and promptly vanished as they were vaporized.

However, the remaining then heard a howl from the leader, making them avoid the big beams of light and kept on going. One of them, with a howl, leapt up higher than what an average person could do.

"Pitiful." Medea raised her hand at it and suddenly it was crushed by a spear of then saw a big piece of the ground coming at her as the leader had chucked it at her. She avoided it and continued to kill the lesser creatures while shouting, "Assassin, deal with the dog."

"Very well." Assassin, to Shirou's eyes, then vanished.

"Gra!" Shirou then turned to see the leader of the pack blocking a blow that was so tough, the wind around them moved and the ground beneath them cracking. The pack leader snarls before leaning it's head down and opening it's maw to devour Assassin's head.

The Servant just simply got out of the way and got out of range. Teeth snapping shut where the head had been as Assassin then just swung his blade at the Grimm's head. "Hm. You are tough." Only for it to go just a few inches in the jawline of the head before stopping. The Grimm then attempted to slice him up with those deadly claws it had only for Assassin to dodge.

It then became a small match of claws and blade, where the two attacked with their own weapons. The werewolf was more physically stronger and much tougher than the other mooks, yet Assassin had far more superior agility and always managed to escape or divert the claws away from him. Still, he did seem confused by the beast he faced as his attacks only did slight harm to it.

Assassin lunged and drove the blade where there was no bone armor, and while it got through and entered the fur and caused a howl of pain, it then stopped after only seven and a half inches. Assassin then was forced to fall back as the werewolf tried to slam it's forearm into him.

"Yes. You are different from the others." Assassin parried a claw and then bent down and tried to shove his weapon from under the jawline and make it exit the skull. Only for the sword's tip to not even get through the bone where the jaw is. The Servant then swiftly moved away as the werewolf tried to grab him. "Though not just because of your armor," Assassin then moved swiftly in front of the beast and then drove his sword in. "But you're smarter too. Though, will that intelligence help you," The tip of the sword went through the left red eye. "When you are blinded."

The beast roared as the blade sunk in. For all it's armor and thick hide, it's eyes were naturally the weak point like any other creature. Assassin then sank the blade further with the beast howling further.

Then, in a last minute desperation attack, the wolf moved forward. Assassin realized it was trying to kill him as a last minute attack to take them both down. It's claws just inches away from skewering the Servant. Then, just as fast, the beast vanished into dark mist leaving nothing behind. It had died like that.

"Woah." With Shirou impressed by the battle, if it could even be called a battle. 'That thing was tough, sure. But...Assassin didn't even take a single hit, and had the advantage the entire time.'

In other words, those familiars stood no chance at all.

"About time you're done." Even more when Caster floated down, having long since finished her extermination. The beasts she faced were not even a threat to her being. "It took you nearly a minute to kill it."

"I apologize.' Assassin sheathes his blade. "It was far tougher to slash through, so I had to get into the eye."

Caster scoffed. "Please. If you had put in some extra effort, you probably would have cut through it entirely."

Shirou blinked. That meant...Assassin hadn't even been serious. Those things, Shirou held no delusion that it could easily kill regular people. Yet in under a minute, these two wiped them out and didn't seem to treat them as threats, just pests.

"I could have," Assassin's eyes went down toward his sheathed weapon. "Though I might have done some damage doing so. No need to waste a blade on these familiars."

Caster rolled her eyes but didn't continue on. The job was done, and things were okay right now. Eyes then went back to her bait, who froze as he then realized what was going on. In his awe of watching Assassin, he forgot that he's still a hostage. Damn it, he should have run when he had the chance.

"Um, hold on a second." Shirou started backing away. "Let's talk this out. Violence only makes more violence."

"I'm fine with that. Means more fighting." Assassin smirks while Caster huffs. She then made a hand motion and once again Shirou felt himself tied up again. Groaning, he seriously hoped something would cause Caster a distraction. Actually, didn't she mention about Saber coming here? Though before Shirou could think that further, suddenly the ground shook like a mini earthquake.

"This is no mere shaking earth." The Assassin thought otherwise as he then turned back to the gate. "It seems another has arrived to contend."

"Tch. Again." Caster was getting tired of these interruptions. "Just deal with it, and don't hold back." A loud snort is then heard with a shadow rising. "I don't care how many familiars this bastard is sending. Just put it down like the other...dogs…"

Shirou now felt worried. Caster trailed off. While she did tie him up, the young teen still had the capability of moving his neck. So Shirou did to see what all the fuss was about.

"Oh shit." With Shirou's face turning into slight fear at the intimidating sight before him.

"It seems the wolf was not the leader after all." Assassin said as he readied his blade and Caster got ready to use her spells. For good reason too, seeing as the enemy before them is even worse than the band of wolves from before.

For the first part, it's bigger than a bus.

It is a quadruped familiar with features associated with what Shirou is certain is a boar, which include cloven-feet, a line of hair sprouting from its spine, snub snout and tusks. Though it was far more intimidating than those animals some mistook for pigs, as it has four eyes and a bone-like mask that seems to be strapped to its face by a black vein-like organic tether. It has a series of plates along its back and on its thighs, and two extra sets of tusks, including two large curving tusks.

"How did it even climb up here?" Shirou asks out loud, and while not answering, the two Servants also wondered the same thing. Either way, now was not the time for asking questions. Instead, now was the time for-

"Gruaaaaaa!"

-to run!

The giant oversized pig then tucked itself into a ball-like form reminiscent of a certain hedgehog game Shirou once played, and began rolling toward them. Assassin quickly ran off knowing his sword wasn't going to stop this roller, though Caster stayed as she then sent a wave of red flames that were so hot, Shirou felt the heat and already felt himself sweating. The mystic fire scorched the ground and made contact with the beast. Caster's attempt to likely melt it or something along those lines.

"Gryua!" All it did was anger it as it kept going and Medea turned into a bunch of blue pretty butterflies and vanished.

"Wait...Hold up!" leaving Shirou on the path of the rolling boar. Panic enters his system as Shirou realizes that he's in the things path. Not wanting to become a bloody pancake Shirou tried to struggle as best he could. His own aura flashing around him as he desperately tried to move forward, and the adrenaline pumping into his body all over. Suddenly, in a fit of desperation and single-mindedness to survive, Shirou actually broke through the wires, and for a moment he thought he was safe.

Then all it took was to look up and realize he's less than one second of being flattened.

"Honestly," In that precise second, a voice is then heard. "What a handful you are."

"Wha-woah!" Shirou then felt a pair of hands grab him and suddenly the fresh breeze of wind hit his face as Shirou was in the sky, held by none other than Archer who had saved him at that last moment. Meaning Shirou came out completely unharmed.

CRASH!

The same couldn't be said for the temple though, as the massive boar crashed into it. Untucking itself, it then shaken off the debris and growled as it faced back towards the gathered Servants and single lone human. It's glare was only matched by Caster who wasn't happy that her home base had its front door crushed.

"You little-that was Kuzuki's and I's home!" In rage, numerous beams of energy then went at the massive boar. Each capable of vaporizing a human leaving not even ashes. While the creature may not have known this, by no means was it stupid. Realizing the dangers of those lights, it plunged it's tusks into the ground, and then with it's strength ripped out numerous pieces of rubble that it used as a makeshift shield. The beams hitting that instead.

"Crap." Shirou says as he watches the exchange. "We need to do something!"

"We?" Archer then laughed a bit. "What makes you think I'll help?"

"Wait, what?" Shirou looks at Archer in surprise.

"I only came here because I was commanded to help out. My objective was only to get you away because you were to stupid to escape on your own." Archer bluntly told Shirou, not holding back his comments. The two then heard a loud roar followed by the swishing of a blade. Seeing Assassin trying to aim for the eyes like the werewolf from before, only for the beast to turn its head making the blade hit the lower part of the face. The boar then slammed it's head on Assassin making him fly.

"Besides," Archer then coldly spoke. "Let them handle whatever familiar this is. Or are you going to save them for some absurd reason." Archer mocked.

Shirou growled. "Even if it wasn't because they're our enemies, that thing is dangerous. I don't know about you, but we can't just leave it here for it to cause future damage. It could endanger others!"

Another roar. This time, from Caster who shot numerous of her beams at it. Yet to her and even Assassin's surprise, while leaving burnt marks and hurting it, the attack didn't vaporize it. Being more durable than even the werewolf. Archer himself narrowed his eyes, having never thought a mere familiar of all things could handle an attack that could kill humans and heavily damage Servants with ease.

The boar then did a little hop and went back to spin dash mode and once more aimed at the Assassin who wisely ran away. The cost, it smashed into another section of the temple with Caster screaming. She definitely didn't like her home/workshop being turned to a wreck.

"Regardless, there's no reason for us to help." Archer shot back his logic. "Even if those two are having trouble with this familiar, they can deal with it and do the hard work."

"And what about Caster, huh?" Shirou retorted as Caster herself started conjuring rocks that fell on the boar which caused one of its tusks to crack right off the tip leaving just over half remaining. It didn't take it so well and began attacking more of the temple as a form of vengeance.

A scream could be heard.

"What about her?"

"She's the one taking mana from all the people in the city." Shirou yells at him, ignoring the destructive damage being caused by the battle between an upset magic user and an evil boar. Assassin having long given up on killing the thing and now just sitting down and watching, making Caster more infuriated while coincidentally, making the boar more battle savage against her for some reason. As if knowing she was upset and enjoyed it.

"We need to stop her before she hurts anybody else!"

"And what if I said I don't want to." Archer replies with cold eyes.

"You...you'd let so many people get hurt!?" Shirou yelled at him.

"If you were a true magus, you'd realize the damage that witch can do can go beyond Fuyuki." Archer keeps a calm facade, yet his eyes are anything but calm. A small snarl on his lips. "While a shame, it's better if the collateral damage is kept here and not further spread."

"And let people die!" Shirou then went to grab Archer by the collar, only for Archer to grab him instead and lift him up. No form of amusement was seen in his eyes.

"Yes." Archer spoke with steel in his tone. "Because that is all we can do. To ensure others live in the place of those who fall."

"Bastard!" Shirou then infused his right fist in aura, and punched Archer in the jaw. While it didn't do much, if one looked closely, a small bruise was seen just there. Archer looked surprised for a second, not by damage, then saw how Shirou's fist glewed and scowled. Throwing him on the ground roughly.

While the fighting was still ongoing, for a moment the massive boar paused.

"So that's your plan, huh." Shirou yelled at Archer, angered by his words and his plans. "To save the few while sacrificing not just many, but an entire city! An entire city Archer!"

"Then what's your plan?" Despite still speaking calmly, one could hear a crack in Archer's voice. As if he's releasing some pent-up anger. "You criticize my actions, my ideals, yet have nothing to offer on the table."

"If I want to be a hero that saves others, then I can't accept the bull that you're trying to do!" Shirou growls as he stands back up, meeting Archer eye-to-eye.

"And again you give no solution." Archer retorted as he walked toward Shirou. Where he then lifted his foot, and stomped on the ground so hard that it cracked with some small pieces of the ground hitting Shirou. "All you can do is bark, and nothing more." Suddenly, in Archer's left hand, a white blade appeared. "And I will show you why you are powerless."

Archer then raised the blade, not to kill but to make an example. Shirou watches the blade and gets ready for the worst.

Then, stomping could be heard.

"Gruaaa!"

Where the boar is now heading in their direction.

"What the hell?" Shirou instantly fell down on his butt at the sight. Why was this thing going toward them now?! Archer himself clicked his tongue and dematerialized his blade and instead spawned a bow and a sword. The sword then morphs into a more sleeker shape with Archer pulling it back and getting ready to fire. The boar just meters away from meeting the duo head on.

"Never fear," Until a voice is then heard, one that got the duo's attention and Assassin's immediate interest. From the gate and coming out at great speed came a woman with two blades with a giant smirk on her face. "For I am here!"

Two blades met one full tusk and one half of a tusk head on.

To everyone's shock, when the two forces met, it was the boar that was stopped on it's tracks. So shocking even the boar's eyes widened as all the momentum it built up vanished while a grin formed on Musashi's face. The tusks cracked further until they actually shattered to the boar's further shock. "Woah. You're a big one."

Realizing the situation it was in, the boar roared where a bit of it's spit hit Musashi's face. An act she didn't appreciate as she frowned angrily.

"Now that wasn't nice." She then lifted her foot. "Someone needs to teach you a lesson." Then, with leg strength that put the present Servants here own to shame, Musashi kicked the boar square in the snout where a loud crack was heard.

"Gryaaaaa!" The boar went as it's snout bent the wrong way.

"Interesting." Assassin had already taken out his blade, eyes completely focused on the newcomer he believed was Saber if Caster told him right. While not knowing who she is exactly, the swordsman felt a form of...bond towards her.

"Mu-Saber!" Shirou called out to his Servant, barely able to say her Class name and not her true name in front of the enemy. "Y-You're here!"

"Of course I am." Musashi gives a peace sign to Shirou. "Sorry it took me a while to get here, but her! You know what they say."

"Better late than never." Shirou smiled.

"Indeed." Musashi then turned and raised her blades at Assassin, who had walked up to her. The swordswoman then looking at him, and while liking the handsome face she saw, she also felt...something else towards him.

"Hm." Musashi then smiles at the Assassin. "And...you are?"

"Assassin." Assassin also smiles. Both held their blades, as if expecting to fight one another. "And you must be Saber." He observed Saber and chuckled. "For a delicate looking maiden, you are quite the fighter. Certainly stronger than me."

Musashi giggles at the compliment. "My, how kind for an Assassin." Her own eyes observed his stance. "Good footwork. Your form and shape is also great. I just wing it."

"And yet you-" Before the two could continue, a loud roar of rage was heard. The boar had gotten over it's surprise, and is now immensely upset. Eyes staring at both Assassin and Saber, wanting murder.

"Ah." Assassin sighs. "Seems we have an interruption."

"Jerk." Musashi agrees. She then glances at Assassin. "Hey...wanna, you know?"

"Work together, even if just for this moment before we have to fight each other to the death?" Assassin bluntly asks.

"Pretty much." Musashi was straightforward with him.

Assassin took out his blade and pointed it at the boar. "But of course."

Musashi did the same. "Excellent."

"Gruaaaaa!" The boar then charged at both of them, not fearing them at all.

It has proven to be a rather strong being that both Archer and Caster can attest to. Whatever it was, it's hide and armor is strong to the point where Caster's blast could do nothing but scorch it, and Assassin was unable to get through the hide for a fatal blow. While Archer felt certain he could kill it, it required for the thing to not move so erratically. Against Saber and Assassin, who wielded their weapons which by Servants standards weren't special, but ordinary weapons, meaning no way the boar would be hurt by it.

"Tsubame-" Assassin was up first. Eyes focusing as he stared down the enemy with no fear, and spoke the name of a technique that's the closest he had to a Noble Phantasm. A technique he gained after rigorous training to kill those elusive swallows. The boar in range with him smirking. "-gaeshi!"

Then, to the amazement of Archer, Shirou, and especially Musashi, three blades formed from nowhere. While normally Assassin used this technique on the worthy and not some fat pig, he wanted to, hehe, impress Saber a bit. So he tried extra hard and had each of the three blades hit none other than three of the four eyes of the boar.

"GRUAAA!"

All blades met their mark, and rendered the demonic familiar near blind. The beast squealing as a pig should as it then raised its front-half body in the air as high as it could in response to the damage taken of it.

"Sweet move!" Musashi grins as she then gets into position. Her blades formed an x-mark and filled with energy. "Can't let you do all the work now, can I!"

That move he made was incredible. She's seen impressive swordsman, yet somewhere in her heart Musashi felt that move was better than most she's seen. Uh! Musashi wished she could show her own ultimate attack, but she, well, didn't have one. So she'll have to go for the next best thing. Assassin and those watching as her blades emitted a lot of energy from them, and with a smile Musashi yelled out, "X-Blast!"

As the beast tried to get back on all four, a blast of sword ki energy escaped Musashi's blade taking the form of an x. This beast held unimaginable toughness on it's armor and hide. But what about the underside, the soft spot of actual boars? Was that just as tough as the scarred hide of the boar?

A bright light then came out of Musashi's blades blinding all for just a bit.

SPLRT!

Then the sound of meat (or whatever this thing was made of) could be heard. For Musashi's move had created an energy blast in the form of an x which went through the underbelly and kept on going until it exited the top making a distinct nasty x-shaped hole with shadowy mist escaping it's new wound. The attack itself still going until it vanished through the night clouds, leaving another x-mark before dissipating. As for the boar, it then fell on all fours before promptly vanishing away, leaving no trace of it behind. The battle has already been won.

"...since when could swords shoot beams like that?" Shirou then asks a valid question with Archer shaking his head while Assassin just liked the move that utilized sword ki. Rather erratic really, though he didn't mind as it was quite flashy. Musashi gives him a thumbs up with Assassin doing the same. He liked her already.

"..." As for Caster, now she was more interested in Saber. She knew that the Saber Class Servants were already considered the strongest, yet that power Saber showed was just what she needed. 'And if I get the Command Seals, I can have that power by my side,'

Unfortunately, the time to take such power has passed.

That stupid familiar ruined everything along with it's gang of werewolves. Even worse, Caster didn't even sense them at all. Her own innate defenses she set up having not even told her they were here, yet somehow they came up without her knowledge. In other words, Caster could either try and take the boy's Command Seals now, but risk facing not one but two Heroic Servants, or, back off for now.

'Not to mention bide my time to see where those things even came from.' Now Caster knew how Atalanta felt when she faced her own version of the boar. Regardless, Caster then spoke. "Well done, truly." She gave a polite clap. "While I could have vanquished that pest eventually, I'm rather impressed by your skill."

"She's not talking about us, is she?" Shirou referred to himself and Archer.

"What do you think, fool?" Shirou hates Archer more now.

"Well thank you." Musashi took the compliment as she observed Caster. "Though you have a pretty good swordsman yourself." Musashi looked at Assassin. "A handsome one to boot."

Shirou, Archer, and even Caster sweat dropped while Assassin smirked while pushing his hair aside like you'd see a male model on television.

"I do like to consider myself decent looking." He then says before looking at Shirou and smirking. Oh that damn bragger!

"Yes, yes. Sure." Caster didn't care, and instead just grinned. "And while I thank you for the help," Dozens of magical circles then came behind her. Musashi readied herself along with Archer. "I must ask you to leave."

"And if we don't?" Shirou then asked with Arche growling.

"Then we can fight." The magical circles glew brighter. 'And we'll see if you're as tough as those creatures."

"We can take her." Shirou said.

"No." Archer then tells him bluntly as he shoves him aside. "We cannot. Especially in her workshop." Archer then looks towards Caster in the air and calls her out. "So long as you do not impede us, we will leave willingly."

"Archer!" Shiorou tried to make another move, only for Musashi this time to stop him. "Wha-Saber?"

"I don't know why you're upset, but you must have your reason. Heck, I also wouldn't mind fighting. Especially handsome over there." Musashi tells Shirou while throwing a flirty look at Assassin who seems happy to receive it. "But," Musashi then sighs. "That woman, I don't know who she is, but she's no amature. I've faced my fair share of magic users before, and she's definitely a step above most I've faced."

I mean, yeah she could technically strike down any magic sent at her. Her blade cut down any attempts to curse her thanks to something that orange haired girl she met called Magic Resistance, yet a direct hit would be fatal for even her. As such, while Musashi didn't fear facing Caster, even she wouldn't want to face a master magecraft user in her own personal territory.

Shirou gritted his teeth. Even Musashi thought the same as Archer, to retreat. His body told him to fight, but hearing their words only served to tell him that he can't do anything as Archer himself stated. Being reminded of his own weakness, Shirou scowled.

"Fine." He relented. "We'll go. But we'll be back."

"Of course Master." Musashi says. "So long as you win, then who cares if you run like a cat now. In the end, the person standing last is the winner in these Grail Wars!"

"Ph." Hearing that weird logic, as strange as it is, actually made Shirou crack a small smile. Still, like he said though, he'll be back. So without question Shirou turned and walked away while Caster gave a condensing smirk and vanished away. Archer also turning to spiritual form while Assassin waved Musashi off who did the same.

"Alright Master, time to go." Musashi told Shirou.

"Yeah, alright. But how will we-gah!" Musashi then lifted Shirou up, bridal style. "Um, is this really necessary-yeahhh!"

Then like so, the two jumped into the air leaving just Assassin on his lonesome.

"Next time." Whoever Saber is Assassin, no Sasaki Kojirou will indeed face her. While she seemed inexperienced she was experienced at the same time. Utilized flashy moves that felt unnecessary yet were practical. Kojiron for some reason, felt his own heart pumping and wished to fight her again. A duel between them without interruption.

"Now I curse being trapped in this mountain." Kojiro chuckled as before he was fine with it, so long as he could fight. Now, he wished he could move beyond to find her and battle her. Still, not all was lost. Because deep down, for reasons Kojiro couldn't explain himself, he just knew he and Saber will meet again. Hopefully without any demonic werewolves and boars though.

Speaking of which, where did they come from and what were they?

"I must admit, I have met many deranged men and women. Yet you are possibly one of the worst I have ever seen." Ozpin wheezes out as he kneels on the ground. Invisible yet certainly touchable binds of sorts lifting him in the air as a swarm of insects surround him. Insects that seem more depraved and wicked than Grimm, as with the latter they're hostile by nature. These things, they knew what they were doing and were full of malicious intent.

"Oh, what a compliment." Though none more so than this monster, disguised as a human. Ozpin capable of seeing the flesh of this thing squirming with a few literal worms coming out. It also helped that Ozpin saw these things form into the false old man disguise soon after his capture, making the headmaster disgusted by what this person has become.

Activating his aura, Ozpin once more tried to escape the binds that trapped him on the streets, cursing when he could not. His cane was just a few feet away from him, unable to grab it though. Even worse, he could see a few unnaturally large creatures of sorts hidden behind the trees. They were giant, chitinous, spider-like and the size of a car, hidden in the shadows just waiting.

To think, Ozpin had just been ready to go when he heard the sound of insects' wings, when suddenly he became restrained. "I suppose you were the one who sent those skeletons to me."

"No, my captive." The disguised balding old man chuckled as he walked closer to Ozpin with his cane. "I simply just took advantage of another's attack. And my oh my, you are indeed everything I heard about you."

"Of me?" Ozpin became suspicious. "I don't even know you."

"True, we have never met." The cane's clinking got closer, as this shrewd old man gave an inhumane smile. "However, he told me all about you. And what you represent….Ozma."

Sorry folks, but Musashi and Kojiro won't happen yet. But I hope you enjoyed the team-up they had against the Grimm. Not to mention the trouble Ozpin is in, as the worm himself enters and somehow knows his identity?! That won't end well.

But ignoring all that, first, let's get to the matter of the situation. That is, giving my explanation why the Grimm, particularly the two Alpha (Beowolf) and Elder (the Boarbatusk) Grimm were able to face Servants, since I know 90% of you will probably whine, troll me with sneaky no-name accounts, and PM how I'm just a fool and that a Servant should be capable of beating up any Grimm. So, let's get explaining:

Grimm. They are strong.

Oh sure, I know how RWBY treats them as instant killable mooks by teenagers and the like. But you have to remember, said teens have aura, are well trained, and are essentially super-human by regular human standards. Thus the Grimm themselves are a literal terrifying force. I mean, they can rip robots in half, burst through walls, have inhuman strength, can tank bullets and missiles, and shrug off Dust attacks with the older ones capable of making things hell for even trained Huntsmen. That's not even mentioning how some have supernatural abilities to use. In the real world, a single Beowolf would kill countless before it's brought down.

Then we have the new rules at play here. In the Nauverse, older means better. Older means stronger. Ozpin's remaining magic and cane were upped to match his age. As such, the same applies to Grimm. When they enter, depending on their age, they will either be easy prey for Servants, or like the Boarbatusk, become a force capable of actually fighting them like the Demonic Beasts of Fate Grand Order. And before you say, but magic should hurt them, last I recalled, Grimm also faced humans who held magic in the first humanity in Remnant and could kill them just like the second humanity.

Whenever a crossover between RWBY and Fate happens, the Servants usually kick Grimm ass when they go to Remnant. Now, things will be the opposite with the older ones.

In any case, that's my line of thought and if you have a problem, cry me a river as I continue this story for those who enjoy it as we continue the mystery of why Ozpin is here, who told Zouken of his name, where the Grimm are coming from, and what else will change in this route as more things occur. Until Next Time.