"And please refrain from using the word, 'Master', Ezio, Avenger. Call me by my name, only use it when we face someone unknown to us and someone we won't like to trust for another day unless they know who I am." Liam sternly spoke up.
"Gladly, Liam! Kuhahahahaha!" Liam admonished a small smile at the laughter, sometimes it reminded him of his former self.
"They're here." Scáthach mentally spoke up to her Master.
"I know. Their presences...they're not Fallen Angels...they're...Devils. Most likely Devils. Similar to Sitri and Gremory along with their Servants."
"Devils? I've been given a list of Demon Pillars. There were...Bael, Agares, Vassago, Gamigin, Amon, Barbatos, Paimon, Beleth, Zepar, Sallos, Purson, Naberius, Glasya-Labolas, Berith, Astaroth, Forneus, Asmoday, Fufur, Stolas, Phenex, Focalor, Shax, Uvall, Furcas, Balam, Oriax, Buné, Vapula, Valac, Andrealphus, Belial, Dantalion and of course the two, Gremory and Sitri, those are the existent ones, other than those are dead and wasted. Now which of these are the ones, who are trying to recruit us?" Scáthach asked with an amused look.
"Dunno, but if I had to bet, I would choose none of above, because I suck at betting, but I'll bet...Balam? But now we're about to find out." Liam stared before he turned himself to find a group of Devils, well of course as humans, more demons in human skin, but he knew that most of them were former humans. "Who are you?"
"It seems I have underestimated you and your...lover." The one, who seemed to be the leader or rather King of the Peerage smirked. "I am Luca Buné. The next heir to the Buné Clan, you'd serve as a good Pawn with your lover as my Knight."
"DAMN! So close!" Liam twitched his eyes at the revelation, but kept an open mind during the contact. "Well, if anything I wouldn't be a Pawn." Liam commented with a pair of crossed hands. "And seriously, are all of you Devils this stupid?" The Master huffed in exasperation and disbelief. "Well, I might have mistaken you all as an intelligent being that could've gone past humanity, but again, copycats. Who am I kidding?" Liam scoffed with an amused grin.
"You…! Nuisance, after I make you my Servant, I'll have you whipped!" The heir to the throne yelled in anger.
"That's if you can recruit me." Liam taunted before Scáthach revealed herself in her Mystic Code uniform. "The suit's quite much unnecessary, Lancer." The woman had her same Mystic Code, except it was in a darker shade, a mask covered more of her face as part of her face was still revealed with the glaring red eyes.
"It covers the body, it counts." The Lancer sent a glare to the man.
"Well, suit yourself." Scáthach frowned, while Liam silently snickered at his own pun.
"You bastard…" The woman muttered. Liam took off both of his gauntlets before he muttered out.
"Reinforce." The two hands lit up with blue circuits before electricity began to spark through the skin, he had his reasons, the gauntlet merely isolates the electricity from both kinetic and natural electricity he gains and receives, natural from his own body, kinetic from each force that makes contact with him, the leather isolates it and sends it to the Hidden Blades that he has no intention of using, the Gauntlets, Liam's Mystic Codes were locked in place until Liam picks them up again.
"So, two against six."
"I think you got that wrong." Liam smiled with amusement. "It's four against six." The Heir raised his eyebrow before Ezio and Avenger manifested themselves besides the two. Ezio having his pair of Assassin's Yataghan Swords on both of his hands, while Avenger's hands were lit up with black flames spewing out. "So, yes…four against six." That was when they all got into a fighting position.
"Can you keep up with us?" The Knight of the Peerage asked with a weary tone, he had golden-orange hair, a pair of golden-brown eyes, pale skin, wearing a black coat, a grey shirt and a pair of black leggings. His hair was placed in a messy style, his face was given a third degree burn on the right side. His neck was given a red scarf, a golden badge placed by the left breast alignment of the shirt with the coat's buttons being colored silverish-blue. The blade he had was a katana blade, most likely it was a relic. It had a long blade, a sturdy-looking hilt, but the one that caught the eye was the red markings that crawls through the blade.
"Heh, it isn't can we keep up with you." Ezio smirked. "It's you, guys keeping up with us."
"Well put, Assassin." Avenger gave out his own smirk at the Assassin-class Servant.
The two sides sprang into action, the minute the heir dashed forward as Liam took a hit from the King's fist that was engulfed in flames. "You're far more tougher than I thought." Luca commented before Liam sent electricity down his veins and returned the fist.
"You're a lot tougher than I thought as well." Liam smirked before he backed off. "I'd never think I'd have to use this card." He took out his Saber Class Card before he uttered. "Include...Saber!"
The Card dispersed in a particles of light as Liam's hands were encased in a pair of gauntlets that looked rugged and broken, his fingers were exposed, but his hands were covered in platings of alloy along with his forearm. In his hand, a sword rested by his hand, decorated in a gold and silver colored alloy, yearned up with a fine crimson red leather on the grip, a blood red hilt with a circular ruby gem on the pommel with three edges of gold that were shaped like claws, spaced out evenly.
The Noble Phantasm was one that was unheard of. But it's...history reflects its wielder, a Tragic Hero known by naught, his mind was trailed with questions for the soul, but that mind was crossed and shattered by an exclamation. "What!? I never knew your Sacred Gear is a Holy Sword!" The heir of the Buné Clan exclaimed with a fear-filled face.
"Well, here it is. It's obvious by your eyes, isn't it?" Liam smirked before the sword then lit up with circuits running up the sword with a few circuits going through in an orderly fashion. The sword lit up with an aura of a blue before he attempted a slash on the King, which was blocked by the Buné's Knight. The sword of the Knight blocked the 'Holy' Sword, scathing it slightly from the effect of it being a Demonic Type of Sword trying to block a Holy Sword. The Knight gestured the King to resign, which he did with no other thoughts.
The Knight began to push back the Holy Sword before successfully pushing it off his Demonic Blade. "Y-You're good."
"You're not bad as well, Knight of Buné. May I know your name?" The Knight merely smiled in contrast.
"Nakami...Nakami Souma." The male Knight answered with content. "Honored to fight a person like you."
"Liam." Liam merely exchanged names. "Only Liam. Honor is all mine, Nakami-san."
"Liam...it's a pleasure to fight you then." Nakami responded with a smile.
"Again, same to you." Liam returned a smile of his own. "But...it's a kill-or-be killed situation, isn't it? I'm sorry, but I have a life awaiting me, I'm not going to be bound by a stupid idiot."
"I see...we're on the same page if I was my former self, but that wish perished a long time ago."