[Thankfully, and a little ironically, the severed head falling past manages to get Gilgamesh's own back on straight. Focus, Saber cautions, and Gilgamesh seems to listen. He too recognizes the need to move and move fast; Adra makes his job easy, but he has to go a bit out of his way to grab Saber as well, and as a result—though they make the group jump, towards a nearby island—Gilgamesh gets a sizable chunk of his leg torn by a vicious set of talons.
It hurts, of course. But Servants were sturdy things, and he knows the King of Knights would never bow to such a blow. If let himself show weakness, he'd just embarrass his own title. He winces, feels pain as strongly as any other creature might, but ultimately doesn't allow it to slow him down. He secures his footing as Tianya starts sweeping back around, babbling something bombastically...]
Hold tight to me, the both of you. No matter what, we stay together.
[Already Gilgamesh recognizes this fight was going to be mana intensive. He's preparing a proper spell to fire off, but it will take time. Go, go, barrier rangers!]
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It hurts, of course. But Servants were sturdy things, and he knows the King of Knights would never bow to such a blow. If let himself show weakness, he'd just embarrass his own title. He winces, feels pain as strongly as any other creature might, but ultimately doesn't allow it to slow him down. He secures his footing as Tianya starts sweeping back around, babbling something bombastically...]
Hold tight to me, the both of you. No matter what, we stay together.
[Already Gilgamesh recognizes this fight was going to be mana intensive. He's preparing a proper spell to fire off, but it will take time. Go, go, barrier rangers!]