LANCELOT
Something invisible rammed into the black knight, again. The former knight of the lake had his flight path rudely diverted from vertical to horizontal, and he fell the long distance to the ground a short distance from the hospital. Twisting his body in midair, he landed on his feet, legs bending to absorb the impact as the asphalt cracked and threatened to buckle beneath him.
A man stood right in front of the lobby doors, in the process of encasing himself in armor. Even driven mad by the curse of his former Servant class, he recognized that this person was preparing himself for combat. Interpreting the motion as a challenge to combat, the berserker answered with a roar and charged at his new foe. In a matter of seconds he rapidly closed on the armored man and made to cut him down with a sequence of four brutal yet oddly precise swings, each only an instant after the one before it.
For the first time since this crazy battle had started, Adjutor smiled, though it was hidden by the armor. This should have been a battle far beyond his abilities, but then, so should many other battles have been beyond him. Yet, here the knight was, just an instant away from charging in.
Finally managed to get your attention, have we?Without wasting a moment more, Adjutor discards all of the Shield Concepts except for one and surging it full of the mana that would have gone into the other Shields, overclocking the Concept.
"Moes," Adjutor mutters, preparing himself as the knight charges before, against his better judgement, dashing in to meet him. Then, right before he would have come into range, Adjutor dropped to his knees in something resembling a power slide and fired off the Concept. From point blank range. At the closest approximation he could get to a 45 degree angle.
"Karne!" he finishes as the Overclocked Shield Concept blasts forward, less a Shield and this point and more a wall of sheer force. With the massive unsound of the air itself being shoved away fast enough to create a low pressure zone in the way of the Shield, the knight would be sent flying up and out of the parking lot altogether so quickly that, to normal eyes, it might seem that he'd simply vanished. The knight's flight would likely be halted by the nearest skyscraper, though it might take two if the first one was close enough.
"No weapons at a hospital," Adjutor quips, gasping for breath, "All violators will be ejected from the premises."
Adjutor, his task finally complete, lets his hand drop, the exhaustion finally catching up to him as he slumps to the ground, soon falling into the sweet oblivion of unconsciousness as the barrier around the Hospital vanishes, starting at the entrances and exits.
