[Well, stabbing at the tire should probably work after a few tries. As it's being punctured, the Headless Horseman leaps off of his seat, still a good hundred meters from the ground before landing on his feet, creating a huge crater from the impact. The motorcycle is quickly being devoured by flames.
While that's going on, Lancer's Master has found a thin trail of almost dried up blood on the floor and the images she's getting from it aren't pretty... Lien pulls her fingers back, clenching her right hand into a fist as the reflection of the struggle of Rider versus his now dead Master plays in her head. Sure this Servant was already a de facto enemy, but now she REALLY hated him and hopes she doesn't come across the other poor man's head.
The source of energy she felt comes from... A mini-fridge? Well... It kind of makes sense...
Lien kneels down and opens the door... And is met with a very gaunt and very decapitated head. The moment she finds it, the eyes open and stare at her, bloodshot and maddened as if trying to hypnotize her with its haunting gaze.
Lien yells in shock at the sight of the head in the fridge before slamming it shut and quickly forcing the prana from her hands into high gear by converting it into an ignition spell, the kind that would seal up the fridge via welding the edges and making it an inescapable box. It's a good thing Rider's too busy fighting off Lancer to materialize his head somewhere else. She's really giving it her all so that it's done swiftly even if it's a rough job. Now she's got to deal with dragging the fridge across the room and back to one of the windows and it's damn heavy.]
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While that's going on, Lancer's Master has found a thin trail of almost dried up blood on the floor and the images she's getting from it aren't pretty... Lien pulls her fingers back, clenching her right hand into a fist as the reflection of the struggle of Rider versus his now dead Master plays in her head. Sure this Servant was already a de facto enemy, but now she REALLY hated him and hopes she doesn't come across the other poor man's head.
The source of energy she felt comes from... A mini-fridge? Well... It kind of makes sense...
Lien kneels down and opens the door... And is met with a very gaunt and very decapitated head. The moment she finds it, the eyes open and stare at her, bloodshot and maddened as if trying to hypnotize her with its haunting gaze.
Lien yells in shock at the sight of the head in the fridge before slamming it shut and quickly forcing the prana from her hands into high gear by converting it into an ignition spell, the kind that would seal up the fridge via welding the edges and making it an inescapable box. It's a good thing Rider's too busy fighting off Lancer to materialize his head somewhere else. She's really giving it her all so that it's done swiftly even if it's a rough job. Now she's got to deal with dragging the fridge across the room and back to one of the windows and it's damn heavy.]