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Jack frowns at this, very displeased with the whole contract business. "Right, but that in of itself is a huge loophole. Just because people aren't allowed to fight there, doesn't mean one can't hire others to do so, either inside or out of the building. And knowing the fact that dragons are running it doesn't make it any more safe. They've probably already made arrangements with various sniper teams to take out the opposition, just because of that loophole." He leans back, lacing his fingers behind his head.
Azrael, at that, leans forward, shaking his head. "Joking aside, that man wasn't a simple priest. He was a fucking monster. I saw a few videos of him fighting from two Wars ago. The man was absolutely insane, able to keep up with other SERVANTS while he fought. He wasn't a priest, that motherfucker was a cold blooded assassin. Apologies for bringing him up here, Rin, but..." He leans back, coughing a bit. "I'm just glad to hear that monster isn't anywhere near this War. I don't even think I could HIT him, and I'm a surgeon with my SF-20."
Kellyn nodded. "If it makes you guys feel safe, I can run Overwatch, just to make sure nothing happens. It's at the Eden Arcology. That huge building near the Maglev station. I've been there several times, I know the layout." He looked down at the ground.
Just then, there was another knock at the door. "That must be Sakura or Ilya." She said, standing up to go to the door.