Berserker vs Lancer

A huge muscle of a Servant brawls Lancer. Standing next to him, a little girl laughs. "Heh, heh, heh. You'll never beat my Berserker. Get him!" The girl looks and sounds like she's no more than around 10 years old, but since she's a homunculous she actually 18 years old. With blonde hair, purple eyes and dress, she's not your average Master.

Upon hearing the girl's command, the servant rages further, "Graaaarr!" Swinging his huge blade down at Lancer. Lancer dodges out of the way, "Ugg! You're quick for a big guy." Lancer quips. Lancer is tiny in comparison to the giant mass of muscle that is Berserker. It's probably the only thing that's kept him alive for so long.

Lancer takes a few feeble thrusts of his lance at Berserker. The red-tipped spear glances off Berserker's skin like it's nothing. "Rarrrrrr!" Berserker roars, bringing his sword down towards Lancer, striking Lancer's armor as the sword crashes into the ground, rendering it asunder.

"A weak servant like you can never hurt my Berserker. Stop playing around and kill him!" The girl taunts. Berserker roars loudly, announcing his murderous intent. "Graaaarrrr!!!" Lancer barely dodges out of the way as Berserker brings his blade in for the kill.

"Gonna need another strategy.." Lancer looks around and eyes the Master. "Well, let's see how well YOU fare!" He shouts and leaps to the sky. "GAE...." Lancer begins. "BERSERKER!" The girl shouts. "BOLG!" Lancer cries, speaking the true name of his Noble Phantasm. A cursed spear, certain to strike the heart...

*BOOOOMMM!* A loud explosion is heard as Gae Bolg strikes it's target true. When the smoke clears, Lancer's spear is stuck in the heart of the giant Berserker. Berserker grunts and tears the spear away, tossing it to the ground. "No..way..." Lancer says in disbelief as the giant looms over him, still very much alive.

"Come on Berserker. Let's go." Berserker grunts and picks up the little girl, walking away. "You got lucky this time! Next time I'll kill you~!" The girl sings tauntingly. Lancer collects his lance. "What a monster..." He says as he fades into his ethereal form.