Fired a single round, then two in conjunction aimed at his chest, the singular shot snapped in half, damaging the spear used in the block, a projectile fragment continued it course, carving a gaping gash across his right side, tearing his right eye asunder as the head begins to cave, the twin shots crippling his left hand, snapping two fingers neat fracturing another, and shattering the right arms shoulder joint, smashing it into the background, spewing hurls of granite dirt along with red-hot magma rivers traversing broken, fractured flesh fragments and bone stumps. His yelled-screams echoing into the night as he crashes into the yard below, his knees cutting swaths of destruction through the path as his desperately and feebly attempts to grasp his spear. Suddenly, as I'm lining up my final shot against his skull, a woman decked out in knights armour- minus the helm- of deep blue cloth and gold highlights with armour of various engravings rushes the unknown lancer from the shack, which is now a blinding monumental beacon of bright blue light, and uses a blade of indeterminate length and width to decapitate my opponent, the skull and its hair discharging pulses of etherial light as it dissipated.
The female knight then snaps her attention to my location as I burst into a bloom of swirling petals, I then reform from a shadowy, overcloaked vantage point, to observe the interaction between sabre, as I hear her be called, her so called master, and that of archer and Rin. Their interaction is aggressive, hostile and informative, both behaviourally and strategically, however, despite this there is little of note, besides how little Shirou Emiya knows of the holy grail wars, 'his inexperience will make him easy to defeat' IlIya advises.
They, being sabre and Shirou, discussed the responsibilities and duties of masters and servants, the existence of command seals and their purpose and the holy grail war- its system of seven class-based servants masters fighting to have wishes granted- along with Shirou projecting his disgust to a lesser extent horror for her callous execution of the lancer whom he believes to be a mortal innocence man, but whom she quickly and forcefully identifies as 'Ireland's legendary child of light, Cu Chulainn' I relay this to IlIya.
Sabre then proceeds to inform her master of additional enemies amassed outside the estate, after a failed healing request in which he admits to subpar capability, and, to Emiya's confusion and shock she leaps from her vantage point atop the wall and out into the streets, the sound of steel on steel resounding in a eloquent crescendo can be heard as I gaze on at the twin, majestic blades of archer constantly parrying and rebounding off the concealed singular sword of sabre as they clash rapidly, suddenly they begin to still, just as I see Shirou runs outside, I am also able to confirm Tohsaka's attendence, as sabre seeks to attack again I hear Shirou call out "sabre no!" the resualt of which being the expenditure of one of three pricelessly precious command seals. To which I noted that Sabre then,with a slow, jerky, pained movement, turned to him and angrily questioned "are you insane, Shirou?", "I could have easily defeated them singularly at this moment, why did you stop me?", to that he exclaimed "just hold on, sabre" he pleaded, such disappointing behaviorism for a master, Shirou then glanced ahead and became agasp as he exclaimed "Rin Tohsaka" In a barely heard utterance, Tohsaka smiled as she rose to stand "for starters, good evening Emiya" she said evenly.
I watched the four of them enter the dwelling, noting of particular interest that while archer descended to spirit-form sabre remained physical, though not without trying, indicating she's incapable of it. As soon as they disappeared from my gaze, archer rematerialised atop the roof, I then proceeded to wait, out of my own curiosity and leaders advisement. After a few short minutes archer dematerialised as the two masters, accompanied by sabre, exited the dwelling, Shirou's clothes having been replaced, and proceeded to walk to the nearby Holy church. Upon arrival at which sabre, I surmise to be of her own volition, assumes a sentry-like post as the two present masters engage in a brief dialogue, succeeded by their entrance of the church.