Amy
Amy groaned at Fiore’s scream and slowly sat up. She rubbed her eyes and yawned before looking and both Mille and Fiore.
“What’s going on?” She was obviously still half asleep, her eyes dropping and head bobbing as she talked, indicating she could fall asleep at any moment, “Why are you yelling?”
"You... You really weren't conscious? You were feeling me up!", a hint of annoyance crossing into Fiore's voice as her face remained bright red.
Benjamin
Benjamin scanned the surrounding area, and watched as the Queen took down three targets without effort. Benjamin simply smirked and took to a knee.
Raising both his cannons to face forward he focused, allowing a large magical circle to manifest in front of them.
“Consume them in an endless tide; Crush them under the sea.” And with the aria the spell activated. A spell which amplifies the size of his cannon’s attack, giving it a much larger area of effect.
And the attack was fired; a massive torrent of water filled the street in front of the circle. It easily swallowed and erased all the seven that arrived on the street try and stop him, striping their flesh away and destroying their bones until nothing remained. But the attack still continued and struck the building at the end of the street, ripping through walls and destroying major support structures.
And with that the building, only a three stories high, filled with another group of enemies fell, killing them all under the rubble should they have been lucky enough to have not been in the path of the water.
Then from behind, a bipedal beast swung down on him, having come from the shadows. The claws struck his neck but simply stopped.
“Nice try.” And with that one of the cannon was swung and hit its head knocking the beast-man into a wall. A moment later a blast from the other canon punching a hole in its chest as it dropped dead.
Minato's perimeter; 3 minutes into the contest.
With the racket they were causing, vampires, therianthropes and god knows what other semi-humans were coming out of every opening to defend their homes. Little did they know that they were dealing with the greatest vampire hunter alive.
Lorelei's cropping stick, little more than an ordinary one of it's kind that had been reinforced, whipped out at a speed exceeding sound, tearing off limbs and heads like a diamond cutter through paper. Her other hand, covered in holy mithril, struck out and crushed the heads and bones of those in it's path, burning any bloodsucker it touched on impact.
A massive amount of Prana cycled through her circuits at once.
Ten Zephyrs"δέκα μπεζέδες"
With those simple words, dozens of the various semi-humans were flung into the air, colliding into each other like a ball of meat around the vacuum Lorelei had created before winds as sharp as molecule blades hit them from all sides repeatedly, turning them all into a thin red mist that painted the ground a blooming red.
She had counted each and every vampire, as was natural in such a contest as this one.
'
Sixty-eight, no wait', she stopped for a brief to crush the skull of a werewolf trying to jump her from the left, '
make that sixty-nine'
Even if the prey here was nothing worth mentioning, the factor of it being a race made shitty prey less so.
Sakura
“Flattery will get you nowhere Rider.” She then looked at him, “And finding you an entertaining opponent is not our priority and you know it. If there truly is a Holy Grail War in the city then as the heir of the Matou it is my duty to be victorious.”
She examined her bow for a moment, satisfied with the infusion. It still needed some work but it was getting there.
“Besides,” Sakura continued, “You act as if I can’t search for both them and a real opponent for you.” Sometimes you just had to throw him a bone after all.
"I'll act as if you can when you find me something to fight, Oh brave Master. Until then, I'll be emptying the fridge and enjoying you. That in itself is not so bad", he said, as he emptied his beer, looked at it quizzically before standing up opening the glass doors to the balcony and set down the glass bottle just in time for some explosion in the distance causing a near-intact rack of beer to land in his hand, which he set down in one of the corners of the wide balcony.
"Why don't you join me out here, Flower", he half-shouted into the living room as to not be muted by the wind, "the wind is nice, and the people deserve to get a look at their future empress." Rider snickered at the last part.
