"Talking"
'Thinking'
"Mental link"
"Noble Phantasms"
POV
Chapter 19: Just stay down...
Master Group vs Jalter and Fafnir POV
Jalter's fist impacted the side of Jeanne's head, the blonde haired girls vision swam as her body snapped to the side. The pale haired woman faired no batter as the butt of Jeanne's standard smashed into her ribs.
Both servants span away from eachother, panting under the for breath as they stared down their respective opponents.
Jeanne was physically weaker than her rival, although her skill had been able to bridge the gap between the two of them. Jalter, while fully aware of her own skills, had forgone them and decided to brute force her way through the fight. Relying on her flames and hatred manifestations at a distance.
"Just die already!" Jalter snarled and she lunged at the Ruler servant, darkened blade falling through the air to slash at Jeanne. She widened her eyes and raised the pole of her standard to block the strike, using her opponents momentum against her, she parried the sword to the side. Jalters snarl gained a new intensity to it as her sword missed its intended target, Jeanne went to seize the opportunity and spun her standard around to smash into the side of her darkened copy.
The sound of metal striking metal made her eyes go wide in alarm as Jalter manifested her own standard and blocked her. The pale skinned servant smirked at her before slamming an armoured boot into her chest and sending her to ground. Jeanne coughed out a lungful of air as the blow winded her.
"Was I always this pathetic?" Jalter muttered to herself as she advanced on the downed Saint "Or is this just a recent development...or perhaps it is your love of 'God' that has made you such a weakling." she scoffed "Idiot. If he was even here, surely he'd have struck me down by now instead of sending my naive other self to beat me."
"I am sufficient to beat you…" Jeanne coughed out, using her flag to push herself back to her feet. Jalter raised a single eyebrow and pointedly looked at the numerous bruises forming on her before letting out a cackle.
"Right, right…" She sneered at her "I can see just how much the Lord loves you. You should have just stayed in your grave. Let me do my work for both our sakes."
"There is no part of me…" Jeanne wheezed out, fixing Jalter with a determined look "That would ever stoop to this level."
"Then I guess you didn't know yourself that well."
"Mash!" Ritsuka released a cry of alarm at the pink haired girl as she strained under her shield. The armoured claw of Fafnir pressing down on the cross shaped greatshield in an effort to crush the young girl. The dragon seemed to snort as she collapsed to one knee.
"Over here!" Siegfried released a cry, drawing an enraged look from the dragon as he slashed the wrist pressing down on Mash. Balmung shattered through the armoured scales and sliced open the limb, foul smelling purple liquid fell from the wound as Fafnir released a snarl of pain and withdrew the limb.
The dragon's mouth opened up and the back of its throat began to glow, preparing to breath fire over the entire group. Its eyes widened and armoured head turned to the side with a sudden intensity as it sensed something else.
The presence of another dragon.
Eyes burning with recognition, it fixed its gaze on Kiyohime, staring up with an expression of disgust at the giant lizard before she sent a fleeting look towards Ritsuka. She gave him an apologetic look before turning back to Fafnir with an intense glare.
"I will allow no harm to Master-sama." She stated, blue flames expanded from her as her whole body began to glow. Seconds later she was the epicentre of an explosion.
Ritsuka stared in shock as the blue flames began to coalesce into a serpentine like appearance, the giant snake made of fire reared back. Glowing white eyes locked onto Fafnir's as the two maintained a staring contest of sorts.
Then they lunged at eachother, Fafnirs mouth opened up and spewed forth a wave of glowing fire while Kiyohime brute forced her way through the flames with her own. The two reptilian creatures smashed into eachother, Fafnir released a roar of hatred as Kiyohime curled herself around him. The blue flames doing nothing to his armoured scales, yet the intense heat was enough to cause him considerable discomfort.
The whole time Fafnir was spewing flames at blue snake in an attempt to free himself of it. The combined impact of the two sources of eat eventually exploded outwards.
"Lord Chaldeas!" Mash shouted out and slammed her shield into the ground in front of herself and Ritsuka, they both winced as the intense heat impacted the shield and passed around them, incinerating the ground and blocking out their vision of Fafnir.
"Kiyohime!" Ritsuka shouted out in alarm, the smoke began to clear to reveal a smoking Fafnir, Kiyohime having been blasted away and her outfit ripped and suffering from severe burns.
The dragon raised its head and locked onto Ritsuka and Mash. Eyes alight with vengance it began to advance on them, completely ignoring the flash of blue coming up on its left side.
"Arise my sword!" A voice called out, Fafnir halted his advance and his eyes went wide as he suddenly turned to the direction of the shout "The Evil Dragon will fall!" Siegfried came barrelling out of the smoke, armour having been burnt off yet his body remained remarkably uninjured "And the world will reach its twilight!" his sword burst into life with blue energy as Fafnir opened his mouth to release another barrage of flames.
"Now Fall! Balmung!" Siegfried thrust his sword forwards at the same time that Fafnir released a wave of fire at him. The blue lance of energy sliced straight through the dragons flames, parting them aside as it shot towards Fafnirs open mouth.
The Dragon had barely a moment to register what had occurred before the attack flooded his mouth, blue energy scorching itself down his throat and into his body. Ritsuka cringed at the horrific screaming sound the dragon made as its body was burned from the inside out, its eyes exploded outwards with the blue light as the smell it him.
He almost threw up, his hands shooting to his mouth as the disgusting smell of cooked dragon meat filled his nose. Mash was in a similar situation as she began to gag.
The light of Siegfried's sword began to die down, eventually dissipating as Fafnir remained standing upright. Its body smoking and the scales around his mouth scorched black. Wordlessly, the dragon's body began to break down, flakes of golden motes floating off of the creature as it, quite literally, blew away into the wind. The only evidence it had even existed was the rather potent smell and the scorched earth.
Ritsuka stopped gagging and stood up, he cringed as he looked around at the other Wyverns on the battlefield. The lizards beginning to flee at the sight of their larger cousin being barbecued.
"That...was pretty nasty…" Ritsuka eventually sighed out, Mash nodded alongside him. Her hand still covering her nose "Siegfried!" he called out to the Saber servant "Nice work!"
"Thank you." He nodded "I am sorry I was not able to strike before he harmed Berserker."
"Bers- Oh crap!" He exclaimed in realisation "Kiyohime!" he sprinted over to the girl lying on the ground. Channelling his Mystic code uniform, he held a hand over her and activated his recovery spell "Kiyohime!? You alright!?" he shouted at her. The Teal haired girl blinked awake and fixed Ritsuka with a look of shame.
"Master-sama…" She began, then looked away from him "I apologise that you had to see something so unsightly…"
"Are you kidding?" Ritsuka scoffed "That was awesome!" he grinned at her dumbfounded expression "Why didn't you tell me you could change into a fire snake?"
Much to his confusion, instead of answering him, she flushed bright red and released a light hearted giggle.
He suddenly realised something else, however "Oh Crap!" his head darted towards Mash as he helped Kiyohime get back to her feet "We need to help Jeanne!"
"Impossible!" Jalter snapped in shock as she saw Fafnir disappear into motes of light, her expression went through a multitude of emotions before it settled into one of anger "I can't believe it! You fucking swineherds!" she whirled on her duplicate with a borderline crazed expression "You just don't quit! Why couldn't you just die like the dumb little martyr that you are, huh!?"
"Jeanne!" A crazed voice shouted out, Jalter looked to the sky to see Gilles flying towards her in a Wyvern "Oh, my Jeanne! We must withdraw ourselves! The wyverns are in a panic and the Servants have been defeated!"
"...Tch." Jalter "Fine, lets get back to the Castle Gilles." she reached out and grasped Gilles hand as he pulled her atop his wyvern. Jeanne still reeling from the reveal of the purple robed Caster.
"...Gilles?" She whispered out in shock, she had known what occurred to him after her death but she didn't really want to encounter him in such a state.
Cu and Elizabeth vs Gael POV
Cu blocked the strike aimed at his chest, his spear knocking the blow to the side as he stuck out with the end of his spear. The blunt end smacked the side of Gael's head, the Berserker showed no sign that the attack even registered as he continued his assault.
He leapt away as Elizabeth flanked around the side, her spear/microphone thrust itself into the plated between his armour. Gael released a grunt of pain as he turned his attention from Cu to the Magenta haired girl. She widened her eyes in alarm and rolled away as a fist the side of her torso slammed into the ground where she had been standing.
Gael let out a fierce growl as he shot off towards her in a frantic three limbed run, dragging his sword and his useless leg behind him he snarled as he leapt into the air towards the girl. Freakish sound escaping his throat he accelerated towards the girl with the point of his rusted blade set to skewer her.
Only to be knocked away when a blast of wind shunted into his gut.
"That was reckless!" A voice cried out in concern, Cu looked to see Siegward with his sword outstretched. He cringed as he saw the absolute state that the knight was in with much of his armour being charred or melted. Around him were the other Servants, although Assassin seemed to be wielding Astolfo's sword for whatever reason. Much to his obvious discomfort with the unfamiliar blade.
Siegward released a cough and sagged forwards, Marie and Mozart catching him. The pale girl looking at him with troubled eyes "You're in no position to be using your sword like that."
"Apologies, My lady." Siegward chuckled "But I'm afraid I'm quite terrible when it comes to things like that."
"Hmph." She grunted and set him down, then looked toward Cu and Elizabeth "How are you doing over here?"
"Shit." Cu grunted "Guy has no heart and he's still running around." he looked at Siegward "Any advice on how to kill you guys?"
"Go for the head." Siegward grunted "Its where our spirit core is located."
"...Should have guessed that." Cu muttered to himself "Right." he turned back to where Gael was getting to his feet "I hope we're ready...Where's Ash?"
"Fighting Faraam."
"...Well then." He chuckled "Better come back telling me how he managed to kill nine Gods."
"Wait…" Astolfo began with a curious tone "He killed Gods?"
"Eh." Cu shrugged "Ask him to tell you later. For now...lets kick this old mans ass!"
"Yeah!"
Faraam vs Ash POV
Ash swung his sword up, letting out a cry of exertion as he shot forth flames from the blade. The trail of fire collided with the sunlight spear, the resulting explosion blinded the servant temporarily.
Ash winced and turned his head away, from the corner of his eye he could see a growing shadow emerge from the cloud of dust kicked up by the explosion, throwing his arm up in a hasty guard, his bracer received a haymaker from Faraam, the collision knocked Ash backwards and released a small shockwave which blasted away the dust to reveal the rather dishevelled Rider.
He was clearly showing signs of his battle against the previous group, parts of his armour were dented from his wrestling match with the Hippogriff and the collision of Marie's crystal horse. Faraam winced as he pulled back his hand and shook it several times, in his haste he'd punched with his wounded limb, while not overly painful it was more of an instinctive reaction.
Which gave Ash more than enough time to slam power within into himself, the Servant glowed with a red hue as he faced Faraam, the Rider looked back at him and grunted, then dismissed his spear and rolled his shoulders. Slamming his right fist into his left palm, he proceeded to crack his knuckles and narrow his eyes at the Saber.
Ash raised an eyebrow behind his helm before he nodded his head and similarly dismissed his sword.
Both then began circling eachother, Ash looked up at his taller opponent, he was no fool. Rider was likely better at unarmed combat than him, which meant he would need to rely on his speed and boosted strength to win the fight.
'He'll rely on his speed and strength.' Faraam thought to himself as he looked the knight over 'He favours his left hand, he'll boost it with Pyromancies. Power within will only last a minute at best, he'll be harming himself while the spell remains active.' he smirked behind his scarf 'In that case…'
Faraam kicked off the ground, shattering the hardened dirt beneath his feet as he closed the distance in a second, brining his fists above his head in a hammer strike he brought them down onto Ash, the Saber servant reactively rolled forward and to the right side.
Spinning around he struck out with his palm, intending to punch the exposed side of the taller opponent, only for Faraam to follow his strike through and into a roll, midway through the move, he shot out his leg and pushed to the side, the heel of his foot smashed into the side of Ash's helmet which sent the servant cartwheeling away from him.
Pushing his hands down, Faraam flipped himself into the air and spun around and gave chase to the flying Saber.
Ash smashed into the ground and rolled for a few metres in an attempt to right himself, the second he brought his head up to reacquire his opponent, he widened his eyes in alarm and leaned back, the knuckles of Riders fist barely grazing the visor of his helm as they sailed over his head.
Ducking down, he threw a punch into Rider's knee and was rewarded with a loud thud as the armoured fist smashed into the Servants kneecap.
Faraam released a cry of pain before he brought his left hand around and gripped Ash's helm, as he fell to his uninjured knee, he proceeded to slam Ash's head into the ground repeatedly.
Ash had barely moments to figure out what was going on before he felt his body being assaulted by the ground again and again, Faraam then threw Ash into the air. The brief respite allowed the Saber servant to gain a better look at his situation, in the distance he could see a flash of blue followed by the scream of what sounded like a dragon before he found himself falling back to earth.
He looked down only to see the Rider with his fist pulled back and sparking with lightning, he pulled back his left hand and began to charge a pyromancy as he fell, the two servants locked eyes as Ash accelerated towards him.
"Haaa!" Faraam released a cry of pain and exertion as he threw himself to his feet and slung his right hand, charged with lightning, forwards at the falling Saber. Ash released his own cry as the threw his own punch towards Rider's outstretched fist.
The two blows made contact, the servants seemed to hang in position for a moment before the clashing spells exploded outwards and engulfed the two in a cloud of dirt.
Servants vs Gael POV
Astolfo released a squeal of surprise as he hastily brought his lance up to block the slash from the giant knight, the rusted sword smashed into the weapon with enough force to send the pink haired Rider flipping through the air before he landed on his head.
The somewhat comical sight of the servants head being buried in the ground and his flailing limbs was overshadowed by the horrifying sight of the berserker being propelled through the air by the red flames of his cape, the giant servant smashed into the ground with enough force to send Georgios and Sasaki flying away from him along with a good portion of the ground he impacted.
"His arm!" Siegward cried out "Take his oth-OOF!" he was cut off when Gael bodily slammed into the onion knight, the already injured servant was barrelled over by the larger berserker, the giant metal gauntlet closed around Siegwards ankle and hoisted the Saber into the air.
"Whoah!" Siegward released a cry of alarm as Gael began to swing him around like a makeshift club. Georgios, who had only just picked himself up, was treated to the sight of the pale rounded armour of the Saber hurtling towards him before the two smashed into eachother, the rider servant released a rather pained grunt as he and the Saber servant were forced further into the dirt.
The hunched over Berserker turned away from where the Saber had impacted his intended target and towards Marie, the pale haired girl widened her eyes in alarm as she watched the Berserker servant coil himself up before he launched into the air. The air behind him burst into flames as his cape propelled him forwards. Sword poised to run the Rider through before she could react.
For Marie, time seemed to slow as a pale hand pushed her to the side, her head turned to the side to see the desperate expression on Amadeus face soften into a relieved look, Marie's face quickly morphed into one of horror as the rusted tip of the executioners greatsword tore through the thin cloth around the Casters chest, his relieved smile gave way to a scream of agony as the Berserker's blade ran him through before smashing into him, the force of the impact blowing Marie away from the pair.
"Amadeus!" A pained cry broke from her mouth, the dust settled to reveal the Caster's limp form mounted on the sword before Gael released a triumphant roar and threw the body forwards, the man being flung from the sword and helicoptering through the air before unceremoniously crashing into the dirt.
Faraam vs Ash POV
The metal fist of Ash collided with the open palm of the larger rider servant. Ash had barely a moment to think about where his opponents sudden burst of speed came from to block the punch before Faraam's other fist smashed into his gut, there was a thunderous clap which swiftly followed as the air was blown from the Servants. The only thing that stopped him from being launched into the air was his fist still being clamped in Riders hand.
"Hmmm…" Faraam grunted as he stared down his coughing opponent "It seems as though the Song Master has perished...a pity. I had hoped to kill him myself." he shrugged before lifting Ash into the air and then slamming him back into the ground "I suppose it matters little."
Ash attempted to lift himself off the ground until Rider stamped down on the back of his head and forced him back to the floor. Faraam stared down at the struggling figure before he looked over his right arm. The skin was burnt with parts peeling off as well as spiderweb marks up his arm where his own lightning had rebounded on him.
The limb was numb and it was only through sheer luck he figured he could actually grab the punch in time. He looked over to where he sensed the other servants and could see flashed of red flame.
"It seems that Berserker is a greater warrior than I had imagined." He shook his head and looked down at the Saber servant, he held out his left arm and his spear flashed into existence "I believe it is time we end our engagement."
He received a mutter from the Saber servant "Hmph?" he craned down slightly "Speak up, I will hear your last words as a proud Warrior of Sunlight."
"I...said…" Ash replied, slightly louder as he pushed up against the boot "I agree!" his left hand burnt a brilliant red before it slammed into the ground, the area around the servants suddenly burst into life as pillars of fire emerged and sent molten clumps of rock and dirt in every direction.
Faraam was slightly startled by the display until a piece of flaming projectile impacted his exposed skin and burnt him. His eyes immediately narrowed and he jumped away from the pillars, instantly recognising what the Saber had just done "Chaos!?" he snarled in both shock and recognition. His magic resistance had repelled the Saber's pyromancies, but the use of the Chaos flames was something he could not resist. A magic born of a perversion of a lord soul was a complete antithesis to his nature, thus it was one of the few things he could not adequately resist.
Ash pushed himself to his feet and brought out his own sword as the pillars died down, he was smirking behind his helmet. He had only intended it to be a distraction, he didn't actually think that the Chaos flames could harm Rider but he wasn't complaining about this newly discovered boon.
"You casually fling Chaos at me!?" Faraam snarled "Where did you learn it!?"
"The smouldering Ruins, My lord." Ash replied as he tightened his grip on the Onyx blade and assumed a stance "The final resting place of the Demons of Izalith."
"Tch." Faraam clicked his tongue "Well played. I did not think your knowledge of Pyromancy extended to such a group."
"Apologies for the deception." He kicked off the ground and towards the Rider, the larger servant swung his spear down as the Saber approached. The two weapons clashed.
Servants vs Gael POV
Gael released a snarl before he launched several disks towards Marie and then catapulted himself into the air, spinning at an awkward angle he landed squarely in front of Elizabeth, the maroon haired girl barely had a moment to gape in surprise before an armoured backhand cracked across the side of her head and sent her flying as Gael charged Cu.
Marie tore her eyes away from Amadeus disappearing body just in time to see the disks of light flying towards her, she widened her eyes in alarm before she scrambled to the side, the disks missing her as the rolled away and then locked her sigh on the Berserker currently duelling the Irish Lancer.
Cu was frantically blocking blow after blow from the larger servant as he strained against the rather absurd strength of his opponent.
"Ha!" Gael abruptly spun his whole body to the side, shoulder barging Lancer before he bat away Gerogios as if he had been an annoying bug, the red armoured Saint was sent careening through the air before he smashed into the ground.
"This is getting annoying…" Cu grunted out as he got to his feet "Saber was right. Cut off his other arm."
"Easier said than-" Astolfo was cut off when Gael launched himself at the pink haired Rider. The boy paled considerably and let out a small squeak as the giant hurtled towards him.
Only to be saved when Marie crashed a glass horse into his chest and ran him into the ground, the red caped giant rolled for a few metres before getting back to his feet and snarling at the pale skinned woman.
Gael clambered to his arm and single working foot before he released a cry of pain as his left arm was severed from his body, the group blinked in surprise to see Siegfried dart of from behind the red giant, Balmung dripping with blood from slicing off the offending limb.
"Hey guys!" Ritsuka shouted out from behind Mash "Thought you could use some help!"
"It is most appreciated." Sasaki grunted as he rushed the now distracted berserker, the loss of his arm seemed to do little to cow Gael's already legendary rage as even immobilised he still swung his battered great sword around at any of came close.
Ducking underneath the slash, Sasaki thrust Astolfo's sword upwards and through the joint in the armour around Gael's elbow, skewering the limb and causing the rusted sword to fall from his hand.
Gael roared and attempted to shake his arm free before a blood red spear penetrated through the front of the red hood and out of the back of the head. Cu held a viscous smirk on his face as the giant went limp moments later.
Ripping his lance clean he stared at the body as it began to dissipate into motes of light. He released a breathless chuckle as the Berserker finally died "Say Hello to Scathach for me you undead tough son of a bitch." he looked over to Ritsuka and grinned "So...how did dragon slaying go?"
"It went well." He nodded "Evil Jeanne escaped with a Caster we think is Gilles." he looked around "Where's Ash?"
"Fighting Rider."
"By himself!?" Ritsuka looked positively shocked by the statement, Cu shrugged.
"Said so." He shook his head "Fight between men. Best not to interfere in that kind of thing."
Faraam vs Ash POV
Batting the sword upwards with all of his strength, Ash barely managed to parry the thrust before he launched himself forwards. Blade blade gleaming as it sliced through the air, Rider leant to the side so the slash barely managed to leave a scratch in his armour before he brought the spear down at Ash's head.
The Saber kicked the ground underneath himself and leaned back as the spear just narrowly sailed over his helmet, he rolled backwards before he shot back to his feet.
"Perhaps we have indulged to much." Faraam chuckled as his spear began to light up "For you, follower of my faith, I will grant you the honour of receiving my strongest blow."
Ash narrowed his eyes behind his helm as he placed his palm along his sword "In that case, My Lord. I shall respond in kind."
"Excellent." Faraam nodded as his spear crackled with lightning "This Spear is sunlight itself…"
"This sword is the humanity given form…"
"The glow of the dawn shall encompass all…"
"The dark soul shall shine in the night…"
"This thrust shall bring li-" Faraam cut himself off as his eyes went wide, then looked to the sky with a wrathful expression "Don't you dare rob me of this you wh-" with a flash of light he was gone, leaving Ash alone in the field with a burning sword.
The Saber servant gaped at the missing Rider then looked around to see where he had gone. All he could see were fleeing wyverns and the celebration of the surviving French soldiers.
He slumped, although still remained on guard before he scowled at a realisation "A command seal…" he snarled. Both himself and Rider had been denied the climax of their battle by the Dragon witch. It would explain why his lord had been so enraged before his departure.
He turned in the direction of his Master and sprinted.
Master Group POV
"He's a God!" Ritsuka shouted back in alarm "You know, fire and brimstone and all that and you let him fight him alone!?"
"Hey." Cu shrugged "He told me he's already killed eight of them. If he said he could win, I'm not gonna argue with him."
"Who left him alone with Rider?" He sighed and looked to the group, the only servant's who weren't looking off where Cu and Elizabeth "Great…" he muttered, seemingly realising something he looked around again before blinking "Where's...Where's Mozart?"
"Ah…" Marie choked slightly "He's um…" she gave a self-depreciating smile "I wasn't paying attention...Amadeus...he was a bit quicker on the uptake than I was…" her eyes were red as she wiped away tears.
Ritsuka pieced together what happened, his face fell as Jeanne walked over and gave the French monarch a hug.
"R-right…" Ritsuka stuttered on the first word "Lets…" he sniffed "Lets find Ash…"
"I'm right here." he heard a voice behind him and abruptly spun around to see the blue armoured Saber walking towards them "What happened with Berserker?"
"Fucker's dead." Cu bluntly put "Wish you'd warned me he could live without a heart."
"He lived without half his torso when I fought him." Ash replied "Still…" he looked around and noticed the lack of Mozart "Seems My Lord was correct…" he muttered "My Lord was called away by a Command seal. Likely the Dragon witch consolidating what remains of her forces."
"We should...probably get her." Ritsuka nodded his head, then looked around at the field and cringed as he could still see signs of the French soldiers engaged in combat.
"We'll remain, Master." Siegfried spoke up, Siegward stumbled next to him.
"Indeed!" The man attempted to sound jovial, although the brief coughing fit ruined the attempt "I might not be in my peak form...but I can handle a few lizards."
"I shall remain as well." Georgios walked over "I shall provide what aid I can to the remaining troops."
"As shall I." Marie pushed herself away from Jeanne and tried to puff herself up "As a Queen, I shall do my best to protect my citizens."
Ritsuka nodded his head and looked over his own servants "Astolfo, you and Sasaki stay and help them."
"Okie-dokie!" The pink haired boy grinned, Sasaki simply nodded.
"So...Guess we're goin then?" Cu spoke up with a raised eyebrow at Ash "How was the big guy when you fought him?"
"Neither of us are in our best shape." Ash replied "Right arm is burned and barely usable."
"Alright." Ritsuka spoke up "Jeanne, Elizabeth, Kiyohime, Ash and Mash-" he chuckled at the rhyming names "-and myself will storm the castle, kick evil Jeanne's Ass and retireve the Grail." he looked around "Sound good?"
"Sounds like a good plan to me." Roman chuckled as he popped into existence "What do you think, Director?"
"I'm surrounded by hack frauds…" The woman grumbled.
AN: Yo. Took a little while, but I'm back with the next chapter of the story.
Time to answer review questions!
*Looks at Steel Guardian* H-how the heck did you…?
For those who are also unaware, he is using the Faraam Armour, but that will likely change in his next ascension.
Also decided to place another stat sheet for a future Servant just to make sure it didn't look too unreasonable to some.
Gravelord Nito
Servant: Assassin
Strength: A
Endurance: A
Agility: E
Mana: A
Luck: B
Noble Phantasm: EX
Gravelord Scythe: EX (Anti-Life/Anti-Unit) Max Target: 1, Max Range: 1-3
Passive skills which allows all life, regardless of origin, to fall victim to him. As long as it has a concept of death, it can be felled.
Miasma: A++ (Anti-Life/Anti-Army) Max Target 900, Max Range 0-50
Cloud of death is released from his person, despite its usefulness the miasma is indiscriminatory in who it kills.
Class Skills:
Presence Concealment: -
"I removed it. Why? I would have no need of it."
Lord Soul of Death: EX
Complete immunity to instant death effects, his Lord Soul was never split so it remains as pure as when he first found it. As a primordial God, he ranks on par with Chief Deities.
Magic Resistance: B
(Does not extend to Pyromancy where it is Ranked down to C)
Independent Action: C
Item Construction: A
Territory Creation: B
Personal Skills:
First of the Dead: A+++
Command over ghosts and undead creatures and allowance of raising of the dead.
Battle Continuation: EX
Gravelord Miracles: A+
Double Summon: A
Voyager from the Depths: A++
Rose from beneath the surface to take it from the Everlasting Dragons. He is triumphant in the face of adversity when all seems hopeless, it is when he shines most. For better or worse, he achieved a greatness which brought forth the end of the Age of Ancients.