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[For those that knew him both in Johto and in Fuyuki, it was likely obvious that Lancer was not the type to get genuinely angry. And for good reason. With his summoning as Lancer he lost the ability to snap into a warp spasm that would kill hundreds, but the former Servant still made sure to keep his anger in check at all times. He would get annoyed or irritated, but in or out of combat he was a laid-back individual who was nearly impossible to push far enough to send over the edge.]

Who the hell is responsible for this?!

[So when the video broadcast showed the calm and amiable Hound of Ulster snarling like he was ready to kill the next person he saw, it should have been painfully obvious that something was fundamentally wrong. Lancer never snapped that badly, because he knew damn well what kind of stupid things he could do when angry with or without a ríastrad.]

[At this point, however? Controlling his emotions was a distant thought so far in the back of Lancer's mind he'd need a map and binoculars to find it. His expression was the enraged look of a literal one-man army, crimson eyes burning and sharply focused.]

I want answers. Now. [And as he continued in a tone that suggested any answer he heard had damn well better be the right one, the reason for his uncharacteristic anger was made clear:]

What happened to Connla and who do I have to kill to fix it?!

[Gods help anyone that crosses him, because papa wolfhound is pissed.]

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Like I give a damn at this point?! I could care less about what happens to me, I have to do something about this!

And what are you going to do if your soul is sucked out, too?

Like hell that's ever going to happen--!

[Breathe, idiot. Breathing was a good thing. And it was with that short pause that Lancer walked headlong into a minor revelation--he was still perfectly lucid. He was this unbelievably angry and yet completely aware of what he was doing.]

[...This was the first time in his life that had ever happened.]

[So why was he still going to run off and do something stupid?]

...damn it, Shirou, I have to do something. I can't just stand here and risk losing him again.

I know. I'd be the first one out there if something happened to Tohsaka or Saber.

I've been trying to think this through.

[STOP THE FUCKING PRESSES, SHIROU IS THINKING.]

...Could we...maybe use our own Pokémon? Like, fan out and use them as our eyes?

At least they're still alright--that's a hell of a lot better than the alternative.

...I don't know. [Holy shit, a Nasu protagonist might be on to something.] Do you think they could end up the same way, or are they immune to the whole thing somehow?

I haven't heard anything about Pokémon's spirits being stolen. And what about ghosts? They are spirits.

...

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think you just said something smart.

Hey, come on. Even a broken clock is right twice a day.

[As he recently had to explain to Gemini.]

I think I'm gonna try that. I'll put Dainsleif and Stormbringer in my party and then have them fan out.

Better than nothing, I guess. And I'll give you credit, kid, this is exactly one good idea I've seen from you. Well done.

I can have Fragarach and Morrigan in the air as well as Liath Macha and Dub Sainglend covering as much ground as possible. They're all pretty damn fast, so we should be able to get something done.