June 15th 8:04 AM
Andrew was sitting at the table of his hotel room, sipping some coffee when he saw Archer for the first time that morning. "Morning Archer" he said and the servant nodded in acknowledgment in response. Andrew then offered his servant some breakfast and a seat at the table. "While you're eating, do you want to go over the events of last night?" Andrew asked.
"I think that'd be best. Examine the details while our memories are still clear" replied Archer.
"Memory's good but I've got something better" chuckled Andrew with a pleased look on his face as he turned the TV on. After hitting a few more buttons a recording of last night's clash with Lancer started playing on the screen.
"You recorded it all?" Asked Archer in surprise.
"Through a familiar" said Andrew "a useful little construct, small, and with virtually no presence. Its only functions are to move through space rapidly, view things in a wide range of spectrums and relay that information back to an electronic device. The recording was done on this TV."
As the scene played out on the screen in front of them they watched in silence, until shortly after the use of Vajira. At that point Andrew paused the playback. "That man standing next to Lancer, I assume that's his master?" Andrew asks Archer.
"Lancer never said, but I think it's a pretty safe assumption to make" Archer replied.
Andrew pondered, looking at the screen as if troubled by something. "I feel like I've seen that man's face before, and recently. He's probably on the list of mages I've recorded entering the country, though I can't remember who he is" he said. After this the recording continued to play and was paused once more shortly after, as the second master-servant pair enter the scene. "That master is without a doubt Siegfried Einar" said Andrew. "He was one of the potential masters on the wrecked plane from a week ago-"
"And his servant is likely Berserker" continued Archer.
"You think so?" Andrew inquired.
"Think about it" Archer quickly states. "I'm naturally tall thanks in no small part to my divine blood, but that servant dwarfs even me. His muscles betray enormous strength of body, and he charges me without drawing a weapon or even saying anything. What other class fits that description?"
"When you put it that way it seems obvious" Andrew agrees.
Andrew takes a moment to summarize their conversation so far "so Siegfried Einar has summoned an unknown Berserker, and is cooperating with an unknown master who has summoned Celtchar of Ulster in the Lancer class."
Archer nods and says "it seems so Andrew. What do you know about Celtchar?"
"Not as much as I'd like. He's a minor Irish hero who was killed by his own weapon. The spear is much more remarkable than the man behind it, and its blood lust is said to be near uncontrollable. That's about all I know" Andrew responds.
"He's a nasty piece of work" said Archer, his voice showing rare signs of contempt "I get the impression he's okay with victory by any means necessary. But does the presence of this alliance change our plans at all?"
Andrew thought about that for a while before deciding to simply ask Archer "who do you think is the more pressing threat? Them or Assassin?"
"Depends on Berserker" came the response from the servant "I wasn't even using half of my full capacity last night, so if that's the best Lancer can do he isn't a servant we should be worried about, but depending on Berserker fighting them both at the same time might be tricky. At the very least I'd have to release the restraints on Gandiva, and use it to its full potential."
"Well I guess we'll just have to wait and see if Assassin will take the bait for now, they might be more worried about the other two. You said you sensed a bounded field near the fight last night? It's an unusual move for any master to erect a bounded field that you could find yourself, and its clear that Berserker was busy checking it out last night. The field has me interested so unless you have any objections that'll be our objective for the rest of the morning" says Andrew, wrapping up the analysis of last night.
Archer looked at Andrew and quite simply said "None."