"But what if…" Nakami tilted his head. "I can give you back that wish?"
"...I can live with that…" Nakami answered with a content smile. "But the question still lingers, can you keep up with me?"
"Include isn't a really good Sacred Gear." Liam made up his fake background. "But it does give me the slight power of a Magical or Legendary Weapon momentarily...but this sword...it's a lot weaker than the original when I use Include, thus telling you it's name is not going to hurt."
"...Then tell me the name of the beautiful blade that you possess...is it Excalibur?" Liam chuckled dryly.
"You have your hopes too high, Nakami-san. But...in a sense it is a distant relative of Excalibur." Liam smiled as he gazed upon the sword. "It was made up by two swords forged into one by a hopeless forger swordsman, who wished to reach the level of King Arthur, so he took the pieces of Caliburn that was left from its destruction before he forged it with his own shattered sword and created...Cross-Caliber. The Sword of Crossed Victory, it never exceeded in life. It fell far from Excalibur, but it did what it could and the swordsman was content with it."
"Who was the forger?"
"..." Liam merely smiled as he twirled the blade. "A simple tragic swordsman, whose wish was to save those he can reach and wish to make the world a better place for a woman he wishes to marry, but can't. Tragic...but he died in peace and that was all he wanted to be...a Hero of the People, he served."
"...It's sad that he wasn't known by anyone, he could sure have helped me…" The young man shed a tear.
"But...he could. Rather his sword…" Liam had his sword high before the Knight wiped his tear and readied himself. "No hard feelings, Nakami-san, but...I'm going to save you from the life you never wanted."
"Liam…-san...arigatou."
"But...Here I come, Nakami-san! Don't hold back on me!" Liam ran up to the man, whose blade was extended before it released a red aura that engulfed it.
"Liam-san, I will not hold back any longer!" The two swords clashed as the two similar beings fought against their own will. One was to save to the other's life, the other was being bound by an imaginary line of command.
Fate is cruel, is it not?
"Your spearmanship is not bad." Scáthach commented as she faced the Queen, whose spear glowed with bright light. The Queen was a young-looking lady, having long black and red hair that extended to her waist, tied into a ponytail with a pair of dichromatic eyes, the left being black and the other red, her outfit was a black and red checkerboard type of patterned cloth that covered her upper form, a black long skirt that reached her ankles with a spear that was glistening with a silver pole, a golden edge and a golden form around the pole. "But you cannot keep up with me." The Queen of Dún Scáith quickly evaded a blow.
"Says who?" The Queen asked, the woman merely smiled.
"Me." She quickly backed off before she summoned copies of her spears around her, causing the Queen to widen her eyes. "Fire." The Spears each blasted off towards the woman, who quickly evaded one by sidestepping to the right before she jumped and got herself between a pair of spears that tried to pick her off from the top and bottom. The Queen Piece then widened her eyes before she swung her spear and deflected an incoming spear, but failed to notice the Lancer running behind her with her spear in a 'ready to throw' position until it was too late, but she was saved by a man.
The King quickly rushed in and had both his hands covered in red scales before he fired out a flame breathe from the hands. Scáthach couldn't block the flames as she took them head on, her skin was slightly burnt, but because of her Mystic Code uniform that Liam tinkered for a while with a few permanent-effect that he wound up with, they held intact and sustained most of the damage.
But that didn't stop the pain from reaching the Queen of Dún Scáith. She winced from the pain before she backed off from the two Devils. "My King!" The Queen Piece gasped at the man.
"We'll deal with this woman together." The King said with a determined tone. That was before another man manifested besides Scáthach.
"I believe that is not a fair fight, is it?" A hooded man asked, causing Lancer to look incredulously at him.
"You really are suicidal, Saber. Haven't Master told you to stay in?"
"Please, I still have the others running and Berserker is currently dealing with the others." Saber chuckled, much to the displeasing look of the Lancer.
"Your actions, your consequences then." The Lancer raised her spear as Saber had his Invisible Air ready in front of him.
"My King…" The Queen Piece asked with a worried gaze.
"I'll be fine, Kaori." Luca assured, his eyes slowly shifted into a reptilian's as a pair of black colored wings grew out of his back, his hands turned into claws as Luca gave out a snarl.
"You two seem to be a nice couple, we could just talk this over and maybe make a peace treaty?" Arthur proposed.
"And let you potential members go? I don't think so." Luca grinned at the two.
"Well, there goes my Charisma." Arthur blatantly sighed.
"Indeed, what a waste of skill, Saber." Scáthach shook her head. "Then, enough of that, you still have that Giant Beast Hunting Skill, right?"
"Of course, I do." Arthur raised his eyebrow at the woman.
"So, that aside, shall we?"
"We shall, Lancer." The King readied himself, while brandishing a smile.
"DIE DIE DIE!" Avenger shot out black fireballs upon the Rook, the Bishop and the Pawn. The Rook merely blocked them with his Sacred Gear, a Black Gauntlet that had a ruby red gem. "Why can't you all just die!?"
"Sheesh, that's too harsh coming from you, Avenger." Assassin chided in as he brandished both of his swords, that was when Berserker came into view. "Woah! Easy there, big fella."
"Hahahaha! That's no good, Assassin-chan!" Beowulf laughed as he readied both his swords, namely his sword and a club. "A Warrior never takes things easy!"
"What the hell!?" The Pawn yelled as she saw the man with the massive build.
"Yo! I'm Berserker! Beowulf to name me!" The man laughed, the two comrades elbowed the man.
"You, idiot! Have you remembered what, Master told us!?" Ezio barked before Avenger scoffed.
"How about instead we kill them and act like this never happened?" The other two looked at the French man before thinking about his words and nodded in response at the Avenger's words.
"Splendid idea, I'll get that Pawn, you two get the other two." Ezio quickly used his agility to cut the red-haired and red eyed female Pawn, who wore a red chinese collared suit with a pair of dragon markings and a pair of black leggings, being not-equipped to deal with the Bishop. Beowulf laughed before he faced the Rook as he smashed his Naegling upon the Rook, who blocked the club with his gauntlet.
"Eh~, you're quite strong! Let's see if you can actually keep up with the Beowulf!" The former King laughed before he cuts the man's gauntlet with his massive blade. The Rook took a beating from the C-Rank Agility strikes. They weren't fast, but they weren't slow either and they were too fast for a slow-moving Rook. The A-Rank Strength didn't even made it easier for the Rook. "HAHAHAHAHA! C'mon! Give me a challenge!"
The Avenger laughed as he shot more of his black fireballs at the Bishop, who was a young girl, who had greenish-blue hair, fair skin with a pair of blue eyes, the female wore a very much lewd-looking outfit. Wearing a tight leather suit with a...cleavage? Her cheeks were red as she didn't wish to wear the outfit she had to wear. "Feel the wrath of the King of the Cavern! Hahahaha!" The fireballs continued to pummel the woman, who fired her blue fireballs at the Avenger, but was unable to evade and was forced to take hits from the man.
"W-Who are you guys!?" The Pawn yelled in exasperation.
"Just a couple of heroes, lady! I got to admit, you need to be a lot better than this!" Ezio grinned as he dismissed his swords and began to use his hand-to-hand combat experience, while having a grin that continued to piss off the woman. "C'mon, you call that hand-to-hand!?" He quickly gave her a fist to the side before she tried to counter with a fist to his face where he evaded by merely tilting his head and gave her guts a taste of his knee. "Haha!"
"D-Don't get too cocky!" The Pawn quickly got a pair of gauntlets that had her fingers exchanged with dragon claws. "My Sacred Gear would tear you apart!"
"I don't what the hell a Sacred Gear is, but I got these things that look a lot better looking than those gauntlets." He unsheathed both of his Hidden Blades. "And they're hella lot prettier than your gauntlets."
"You're strong…" Nakami noted as he blocked another strike from the Master of Servants. "You're...no ordinary human, are you?"
"What gave that away?" Liam smiled with that sarcastic remark. "I thought it was obvious for you, Devils to recognize what is human and what is not."
"I...I'm new here and I...didn't really wish to be this, so I and my little sister...got ressurected to serve our...King…" Nakami said with an aggravated look. "It doesn't matter now, Liam-san."