"Oh, oh. Things don't look too good right now. That Lancer is completely no match for Saber, and he was the one who started provoking him in the first place."
Observing the battlefield at the docks through Waver Velvet's familiar, Iskandar smacked his lips.
"Hey, Rider."
Waver crouched beside him, his legs trembling. He looked down at the traffic flowing back and forth below with a tearful expression, seeming on the verge of death.
"Let's get down already."
They were currently on Fuyuki Bridge.
At the very top of Fuyuki Bridge.
The only footing available was a metal beam barely over half a meter wide. One misstep would send them plummeting to their deaths, possibly getting run over by a few cars afterward and dropping some equipment or something.
"Mm, Lancer's in a rather dire situation now. That Saber's physical abilities are absurdly strong."
"Th-then isn't that a good thing?"
Waver struggled to raise his head from the bridge surface.
"If Lancer gets eliminated, that's one less opponent for us."
"You idiot, what are you talking about?!"
Boom!
Iskandar stomped his foot, making the entire bridge shudder. Waver, who had only just lifted his head a little, instantly flattened himself against it again.
"W-what's wrong with that? Wasn't our original plan to watch them fight, then reap the rewards once they both came out wounded?"
"Kid, you don't get it."
Standing atop the bridge with his arms folded, Iskandar wore a commanding smile.
"To cross blades with heroes and great men from different eras—such an opportunity comes once in a thousand years! And there are six of us this time! Our plan was indeed to watch the tigers fight from the mountain, but Lancer is about to be eliminated."
"Originally, I wanted to observe a little longer and see whether