First battle - Part 2

"Oy." 

Inside his golden helmet, Theseus's face scowled as he said, 

"I hate being on the defensive, do not think you are ahead of me." 

His voice tone became cold as it was directed to the servant that was floating in the air, while looking down at him from above. 

"I hate your gaze." 

Theseus raised his right feet and trampled on the ground. There was a little tremor as the earth right below Theseus right feet started to crack, and a chunk of it flipped upside down. 

"Taste this, will you?" 

Thesus swung his right foot to the chunk of earth and kicked it to his opponent. 

In response to the servant's remarks, Gilgamesh stifled a laugh and smugly gazed down at him.

"Lowly mongrel, you should start to accept things right away when they are beyond your grasp!"

With ease, Gilgamesh turned the chunk of earth into dusts and sent him another rain of magic power. He could do that for days, since in the first place, he fought many beasts and even immortal gods for what-- years? Decades?

Be that as it may, he could only yawn at the pathetic appearance of the male. Why the hell would his master take a liking to them anyway? She really is such a fickle woman, and it irritates him to no end. 

"Oh? Mongrel is it?" 

Theseus began to laugh out loud as his magical, rune shield defended him from the magical assaults. 

"Hahaha, what a pansy brat, I will kill you, ahahaha." 

Even though Theseus is laughing, his eyes emitted killing intent that was not apparent before. 

"Let's see..." 

Soon, Theseus started to disappear as his movements began to be faster than bullets. Not even one second, he jumped to where the servant was and swung his sword right on his opponent's back. 

"Die." 

"Not for now." Swiftly, matching his inhumane speed, Gilgamesh summoned his battle axe and stopped his sword from taking any further step.

His crimson eyes narrowed at his killing intent, recalling the days in the past when he, too, had that similar look. Putting those thoughts aside, he swung his golden axe and sent him far away from him, more portals appearing behind him and, unknowingly, around the other-- fast enough akin to that of a sonic boom.

"You are still too young to even hit someone like me, you insolent fool."

On the other hand, still fighting in a fair distance, Shaltea chuckled at his reply and shouted back to him, not really fazed by her opponent.

"You shouldn't tease him like that!" 

"Hoo... Turning your attention somewhere, aren't you?" Dodging another bolt of lightning, Reynold started speak playfully, 

"Don't you have  more spells in your arsenal? Mrs. Magus~" 

Both of his mech shoulders began to open and revealed rows of compressed tips inside. 

"For me, it will be like this ~" 

The compressed tips were ejected from the shoulders and flying to the woman. They were missiles, although they are much smaller than ordinary missiles, there are some mysterious glowing blue lines on them. 

Still not turning around, Shaltea grinned innocently and immediately scorched the incoming missiles with blazing hot, turquoise blue fire.

"Oh, but you see, Mr. Reynold..."

As she began to descend down, another portal appeared beneath her feet, enabling her to leap once more due to the stave that came with it. Seriously, the man is good with multi-tasking. Was he really that bored with the situation? Shaking her head in a humorous dismay, she turned around towards the other Master and added.

"For one, it is only Miss," 

Pausing for a moment, Shaltea beamed at him, a slight eerie glint passing through her eyes.

"As for the second, what a barbaric language you have!"

Immediately, she summoned a fiery azure fire combined with a dash of electricity and sent it to her own opponent in a continuous surge of powerful light. 

**** 

Yumi stared at the red spear laying on top of her desk, lost at what to do. Gnawing at the bottom of her lips, the girl switched her gaze to the blue haired man who sat on the other side of the room, crossing his arms with an obvious frown on his face. 

"Lancer, has this happened before?" She asked and stopped chewing on her lips when she tasted the metallic tang of blood. The other blue haired man had disappeared suddenly the moment when Lancer swung his lance at the other male. However, she could still feel the tug from his power even when he was nowhere to be seen.

"First time seeing it." the male shrugged his shoulder. "I'm as confused as ya."

Yumi's frown deepened as she once again chewed her lips. From what she saw, the other male was a Berserker from his huge build and spiked tail. He could be an alternated version of the Lancer considering they both have the same look. 

"Anyway," the man spoke out, "don't dwell too much about it, Master, You're going to crease your cute face with all that frowning." 

Yumi blushed lightly at his words but remained impasive and nodded. "You're right, we'll see how it goes." 

A crackle of purple lightning, followed by portals and the sound of something large being thrown caught their attention. 

The war had started. 

"Lancer," she spoke out, seeing the sudden eager expression on his face along with excitement that she could see radiating from him. Cu Chulainn turned to look at the girl. 

"Master, your order?" He bowed.

"Come back safe." 

And with that, the male jumped out from the open window and dashed away at an impossible speed. 

The girl stared at the back of the male and took out a paper from her sleeve. It looked like a miniature and simplified human version with its two hands, two feet and small white head. She bit her thumb and traced her blood on top of it, scribbling some sort of incantations before blowing it. The paper wobbled and stood up.

"Go." 

The paper gave her a salute before it drifted out the window.