Haven't you played chess before? 1/2

[ 3rd pov ]

Rider's sword clashed against Lancer's weapons, making spars fly.

The smile on the king of conqueror's face remained unfazed as he fought Lancer, avoiding his strikes or blocking them. "You are fast." he praised the heroic spirit. "Faster than I expected. You held back on your duel with the king of knights back at the warehouse, didn't you?"

"Of course." replied Diarmuid without stopping his strikes. "Our duel was interrupted by her own master before we could begin fighting seriously after all."

Iskandar nodded and jumped back as his soldiers attacked Diarmuid. "I thought as much." he said, looking around for a brief moment to see the state of the battlefield.

He saw Saber destroy his army faster than he expected and Caster protecting her, he saw his master fighting against their master, and finally he focused back on Diarmuid, who had been eliminating his troops with absurd efficiency.

"You agility must be A+ at least, right?" asked Iskandar, noticing that Diarmuid was able to avoid attacks with unparalleled speed.

"Not quite." replied Lancer with a smile. "It is on EX."

Iskandar laughed loudly at his words. "Amazing." he said, tightening the hold on his sword. "Very well then, let us continue!" he screamed, mounting a horse and rushing forward with his troops.

Diarmuid smiled wildly as he got on a stance, ready to face off the hundreds of troops that were by the king's side. Just as he was about to attack, he took a deep breath and closed his right eye, leaving only his left one to see the incoming enemies.

The look on his face calmed down as his only visible eye grew more serious. "Let's see how this goes..." he muttered before opening his right eye.

< Ultimate eye >

In an instant, he felt information rush into his head as he began 'seeing' all the different attacks that were coming his way, predicting with uncanny accuracy every single possible attack his enemies were planning on using.

With speed beyond that of any other servant, he began dodging and striking down the hordes of soldiers that came his way, leaving behind corpses that slowly turned into light particles as they returned to Akasha.

Iskandar watched Diarmuid take down his soldiers by the dozens with a surprised expression. He took pride in respecting his enemies, however he seemed to have underestimated the first spear of the knights of Fianna.

"Hyaaa!" exclaimed Iskandar, indicating his horse to fasten its pace.

Getting closer to Diarmuid, he pointed his sword forward and stroke down, however his attack was blocked by the servant who countered instantly, landing a cut on the king's right cheek.

"I am surprised you dodged that." said Diarmuid. "I was going for your throat."

Iskandar touched his cheek and saw the red blood on his hand before laughing. "Well, I take pride in my battle skills, but even they seem to fall short compared to your speed and accuracy, as well as your crazy instincts. I don't think I have ever fought anyone who could predict the movements of others at such a level."

Diarmuid shook his head. "It is merely a gift form my master." he said calmly. "An eye to help me do such things, to fight better."

Iskandar nodded at his words. "A pretty talented master you have then." he said, looking back at his own master as a small smile formed on his face.

Originally, he didn't quite like the master that summoned him, especially because of the way he remained in the shadows while Dio appeared and fought side by side with Lancer and Caster, however seeing his master here now, fighting in the middle of the battlefield against Dio, he couldn't help but feel a bit of pride. It seemed this master of his also had pride, pride which surpassed his previous cowardice.

"Indeed." replied Diarmuid smiling. "The very best there is."

After a brief stare down, both servants rushed at each other, clashing their weapons once again, both smiling.

Meanwhile, Artoria continued to destroy the army one excalibur at a time. While it was true that she was relatively vulnerable while charging the attack, Medea had been protecting her, raining down purple beams on the soldiers that got close to the former king of knights.

"EX.... CALIBUR!!!" said Artoria loudly while bringing her sword down. What followed was another ray of plasma that took out hundreds of soldiers in an instant.

"We should go and help Diarmuid finish off Rider." said Medea as she flew down, landing next to Artoria. "Unless you are having fun spamming your noble phantasm on ants of course." continued Medea with a slightly mocking smile.

Artoria rolled her eyes at Caster's words. "There is nothing fun about stepping on bugs." she said, walking in Lancer's direction. "But I can't say that I don't enjoy using my noble phantasm in every single swing of my sword."

Medea shook her head and began walking next to Artoria, both moving in the direction where Diarmuid was fighting Iskandar and neither paying too much attention to the hundreds of soldiers that were rushing in their direction. They still had a couple of seconds before they arrived, and even if they got close all Artoria would have to do is spin around with her plasma sword activated and they would all turn to dust.

They managed to close the distance between themselves and Diarmuid and Rider pretty fast, however they were now surrounded by the soldiers loyal to the king of conquerors.

Medea looked around and shock her head before flying upwards. Artoria on the other hand took a stance and got ready to finish of the hundreds of incoming soldiers in a single blow.

"EX..." exclaimed Artoria loudly as she began the activation of her noble phantasm. "CALIBUR!"