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Who: Laharl, Saber, and you!
Where: Some uninhabited part of the island
When: Evening
Style: We'll match?
Status: Open!

[Although they made sure to stage their fight well away from the village to avoid too much collateral damage, anyone on the island might have noticed the smoke and distant booms resulting from the battle. The two powerful forces clashed for several hours, throwing up the earth and scorching the make-shift arena.

And now at last they've come to an amicable draw, though that might not be the conclusion anyone draws from the sudden quiet. Surely someone is dead after all that, right?

But no. Some nearby trees are on fire and the terrain looks quite a bit rockier, but both warriors are still standing. Laharl brushes dust off his hands and inspects an already-healing gash in his arm.]

Not bad.

((Feel free to come investigate and say hello to the pair.))

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[ Saber nodded at Laharl in response to the statement, agreeing with him. Afterwards, she began to look around as her shoulders heaved with her stabilizing breath.

That had been a pleasant work out. The King of Knights had enjoyed it. A few hours was enough, however. Saber had found out that Laharl could easily handle what she was willing to release, but she was aware both of them hand been holding back considerably. One only wanted to fight with such a restriction for so long, but it was still pleasing as that had been the only actual fighting she had done since arriving in Vatheon.

He had even managed to gash her cheek, the knight hardly worried about it as it was already healing. ]

Should we be concerned? [ Even with attempting to control Excalibur's area of effect as much as possible, there were still chunks of ground missing that Saber knew she was responsible for. Those trees.. they were burning, and that was an issue. ] We should put out those fires.

[Laharl follows her gaze to the fires. He doesn't particularly care to do anything about them, and his voice is disinterested.]

I'm sure some do-gooder will notice and show up to handle it. It'll give them something to feel heroic about.

[The clashing of forces definitely drew Lloyd's attention, the explosions and smoke more than alarming. By the time he reaches the site of the battle, though, it's already over.

Or is it?

Swords drawn, Lloyd approaches the damaged clearing cautiously, eyes darting from one fighter to the other. The fight couldn't have been friendly, not with the amount of destruction all around them, but there's no way he can tell what triggered it or who's in the right or the wrong. Not without asking.]

What's going on?

[ The knight looks to Laharl and then back to the fires, and then back to Laharl once again. ]

I suppose I am that do-gooder today. [ Holding up Excalibur in both of her hands, she encompasses the blade in wind once again.

Saber leaped forward to the trees, which luckily were not that far away. Strike Air was released a few times at the trees, causing a couple of large branches and most of the leaves to disappear along with the flames. ]

Tch. If you have to be.

[He watches her take care of it, and smirks again once she's finished.]

Though you know, you messed the place up pretty good yourself.

[Laharl glances over. He recognizes the kid from somewhere, but it takes him a moment to place him.

Oh yeah. It's that brat who said he was going to stop Laharl once he found out he was a demon. Laharl grins in that not-very-friendly way he has.]

Just letting off steam. You looking to try me on yourself, brat?

[ Saber pauses as she hears Laharl, and then finishes her task. When she does, she jumps backwards and lands near him once again. ]

I'm aware. A fire could spread, and that was my concern. [ Saber turns to look towards Laharl. Excalibur disappears from her hands, and with that, the knight removes her gauntlet and holds her bare hand out. ]

It may be unsatisfactory, but a tie is best for now. Let's agree we had a good run. [ The knight smiles a bit smugly, feeling rather content after the squabble. ]

[ Saber has seen the one who approaches around the network, but she hasn't spoken to him directly.

The knight waits for Laharl to finish speaking, and then lowers her head and shoulders briefly. ] I'm called Saber. And as Laharl mentioned, we were sparring. There's nothing to be concerned about.

[ Bit odd to say when both of them are showing signs of battle, and the area around them is tore up..

Saber remains silent as she lifts a bare hand to her cheek, checking for the gash that's no longer even present. ]

[Unlike Laharl, Lloyd doesn't recognize the demon from the last conversation they had. Even though Lloyd had switched to video at one point, Laharl had stubbornly continued using text. Even without the recognition, though, Lloyd didn't like the tone of kid's voice. His eyebrows furrow into a scowl.]

Who are you calling a brat? You're the youngest one here!

[That's what he's assuming, anyway. Laharl looks like he's ten!

With an effort, he tries to smooth the scowl off his face when he turns toward the woman who just spoke. That effort becomes a lot easier when he notices blood on her face. He searches it, trying to make sure she's all right.]

You're bleeding. And, er, I'm Lloyd.

[It's a little weird calmly introducing themselves when it's obvious she just got hurt.]

Are you sure you're okay?

[Laharl folds his arms, drawing himself up. It doesn't make him appear any taller or older, but he doesn't realize that.]

Actually, I'm the oldest one here, unless you can top 1313.

And she's a lot more okay than you would've been.

[Laharl takes her hand in his own again with a firm grip. It's strange, this handshaking thing is becoming like a regular thing.]

You can be summoned or something, right? When I get back to my Netherworld, we won't have to be concerned with holding anything back.

Pleased to meet you. [ She nods.

When Saber brushes the blood away, Lloyd will be able to see there's absolutely nothing left to show that she was harmed at all. ]

Aye, please do not worry about me. I am fine.

It is not that simple. There are many requirements for me to be summoned, and the main one can not be satisfied any longer.

[ She is no longer chasing the Holy Grail.

Saber smiles gently as they shake hands. Laharl has quite grown on her; she's almost saddened that he can't summon her for an all out battle. ]

Are you alright? [ The knight withdraws her hand then. ] I think a trip to the coral may be in both of our best interests.

[Lloyd starts in surprise when Laharl states his age.]

1313? No way. You're making that up!

[Not that the idea of someone being thousands of years old was unfamiliar to Lloyd, but what are the chances of meeting someone like one of Cruxis's Seraphim who isn't an angel from his world?]

And you don't even know what I'm capable of!

[Irritation aside, something in him relaxed a little when he realized that Saber wasn't hurt.]

So you really were just sparring? [He shoots a look at Laharl.] Or was he just getting on your nerves?

I'm a demon, genius. We live a lot longer than you.

[He arches an eyebrow back at that look.]

I'd call it a little more than just sparring.

[Considering it would have been an all-out fight if either of them thought the island could withstand it.]

What requirements? As an Overlord, I might be able to get around some of them.

[He shrugs at her question.]

It's only a few scratches. [Of course he did expend quite a lot more energy than usual, so her suggestion might not be a bad idea...] But I'll be headed back down that way anyway.

[ Raising her hand to her chin, Saber thinks for a moment. ] Perhaps it was more than sparring, but I do not think either of us would attempt to outright kill one another. [ Saber looks to Laharl for confirmation, but it's not something she's overly worried about.

Death isn't even permanent in Vatheon, is it? ]

Fortunately, [ well, really, the knight thought it was unfortunate, ] neither of us could release ourselves to the point of being able to kill each other without severely damaging the island. [ She nods. ]

The two of us were letting off some bottled up steam, Lloyd. [ Saber grins briefly. That was a good way of putting it, Saber thought. She hoped Laharl agreed. That's how it had been for her. ]

Well, let's see. There must be a Holy Grail War, and I must be a possible participant, which I am no longer due to the contract I broke. The summoner must also be a Master recognized by the Grail.. it's complicated. [ The knight sighs softly. ] I do wish you could summon me, Laharl. I would like to see this Netherworld you rule.

[ The knight begins to walk towards the elevator that'll take them down to the city once again. Luckily, it isn't too far. ]

[Laharl walks with her. It does sound complicated. Complicated in a stupid way. He doesn't like things that he's not able to do.]

What, so you can't be summoned at all anymore?

[Sorry, guys, only one word in all of that registered for Lloyd right off the bat. He jerks back a step, giving Laharl a look of pure alarm. He'd thought the boy was a half-elf or something, not-]

You're a demon?!

[In a heartbeat, he's trying to insert himself between Saber and Laharl, swords up and ready to defend.]

Don't you dare try anything! I'll stop you if you try to destroy the island!

[He throws a hasty glance at Saber, barely daring to take his eyes off of Laharl.]

Saber, do you think you can still fight?

[Laharl gives a slight nod in response to Saber's glance. He wouldn't attempt to kill her. She's far too... interesting for him to want to get rid of.

At Lloyd's reaction, he grins widely. It's the kind of reaction he really enjoys, but doesn't always get thanks to his appearance.]

Heh! If you really think you've got the power to stop me, I'd like to see it.

I.. can easily still fight, but- [ She sighs softly. This lad, he kind of reminds her of someone else who always liked to help where he maybe shouldn't.. ]

Laharl wasn't trying to destroy anything. The island was affected by our fight, which wasn't intended. [ Saber would do more to vouch for Laharl's character, but she's noticed that the Overlord seems quite amused by Lloyd's reaction to him being a demon. The knight goes quiet. ]

No, I can not. ..And it's a good thing. [ Saber moved on from the reason she wanted the Holy Grail due to how corrupt it was, and now she doesn't have to remain miserable in limbo between summonings anymore.

Upon coming to the elevator, Saber waves at the diligent Station Master who comes out. And then the door to the elevator opens and she steps in. ]

Maybe you weren't intending it, Saber, but he's definitely threatening it now!

[Lloyd adjusts his stance, lifting his chin defiantly as he glares at the demon in front of him.]

Just try it! You'd be surprised what I can do!

[Laharl follows her in, still chewing on this summoning thing.]

But you'd be stuck then, as a wandering soul.

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