Rider gave a snort of laughter at that, drawing BerserkerÆs attention. The Heroic Spirit of Fury smiled teasingly at the larger man.
ôI was wondering when someone would finally get here. YouÆre falling behind, Rider.ö He said.
Rider smirked.
ôAll that matters is gets the kill.ö
ôAh,ö Berserker nodded, amusement glimmering in his eyes. ôHoping that slow and steady will win the race? I hope you arenÆt relying on me taking too many naps.ö
Waver was surprisedùthe two Servants were joking with each other as if they were friends. Since their last two meanings had ended with a hit and runs and challenge, respectively, it seemed odd to him that they were so sociable.
ôHmph,ö Rider glanced at his opponent challengingly. ôI think youÆll find that IÆm full of surprises.ö
Suddenly, BerserkerÆs smile showed a lot more teeth, something made amazingly unnerving by his blood-covered form, and Waver mentally corrected his previous observationùthey were friends, but they probably wouldnÆt mind trying to kill each. Seeing thatùand suddenly worried that their truce might not keep them from taking æfriendlyÆ shots at each otherùWaver quickly changed the subject quickly.
ôHow did you figure out where Caster was?ö He asked, before mentally kicking himself. Not only would Berserker not answer, but heÆd probably mind it insultingù
ôI went to the morgue and took a look at the bodies. Then I tracked Caster here based on what I found. There were mutilated bodies at the bottom of the river, gathered near the entrance of this sewer, so I entered and found a bunch of monsters. You?ö Berserker said, sounding extremely confident, to the point of not being worried about sharing his own plans.
But then again, heÆd gotten here first.
And since they had both managed to find their way here at around the same time, saying how they did so probably wouldnÆt affect anything.
Still, Waver was a bit surprised, both that Berserker knew what a morgue was, where it was in this city, and that his first course of action was to go there and play medical examiner. Things like that werenÆt included in the knowledge provided by the Holy Grail.
In which case, the only real possible source was BerserkerÆs Master, who couldùand probably mustùhave left a great deal of comprehensive details about the entire City.
Even if he was absent, he was proving himself a dangerous opponentà
ôI used Alchemy to check the water. I found a lot of traces of magic in the water.ö
Berserker nodded.
ôI noticed that after I entered the waterùit felt polluted.ö
Having received his answer, BerserkerÆs attention immediately refocused on what he was doing, turning around a striding further into the darkness. He ignored Rider and his Master, apparently dismissing their presence as less important than being the one to kill Caster.
Waver opened his mouth to speak, only to close it quietly as Rider laid a hand on his shoulder. RiderÆs eyes stared into the darkness, but Waver was sure he wasnÆt looking at Berserker. Apparently, he had also decided to ignore the other Servant and focus on Caster.
In all likelihood, if Caster was ahead, those two wouldnÆt even acknowledge the otherÆs presence and instead focus completely on taking their targetÆs head.
As soon as Waver realized that, the chariot was in motion. It moved slowly, and the occasion flashes of light that resulted from the footsteps of the bulls revealed whyùBerserker stood just ahead.
Even if they wouldnÆt acknowledge the other, it seemed they would at least avoid hurting each other.
Before long, they were in a wide space. In the darkness of the sewers, there wasnÆt even a glimmer of illumination, nor any moving air, but the cramped, oppressive feeling that theyÆd had while in the narrow tunnel was gone. Waver had wanted to bring flashlight or something, but if there had been an ambush lying in wait, having such a thing would have immediately informed them of his position. As a result, he simply had to make due in the darkness.
Of course, with RiderÆs chariot, subtlety was out of the question to begin with, butàblinding flashes of lightning could hide them in a different way. So he was still safer without something giving him away. He had his magecraft, if he needed it.
ôùTch.ö Berserker said, though Waver could not see him. ôIt seems weÆre both a step behind. CasterÆs not here.ö
ùThough for a ServantÆs eyes, there was probably no problem, even in such complete darkness.
But what was this place?
ôA water tank? Orà?ö He wondered, preparing to activate his nightvision.
ôOi, RiderÆs Master,ö Berserker said, suddenly standing so close that Waver froze in fear. His hand was firm on WaverÆs shoulder, though it wasnÆt strong enough to hurt. ôItÆs not my place to give you orders, butàI think itÆs better for you not to look.ö
There was a mixture of rage and disgust in the ServantÆs voice, but it was too late.
HeÆd already activated his magecraft.
He could see everything perfectly.