This woman spoke strangely while his daggers phased through reality behind her. He didn't look at the whole board? The chess metaphor was being taken a bit too literally, it seemed. What could he have been missing? There was nothing triggering his senses in this confrontation; she didn't have anything secret to pull. She had nothing, right? Though it was a waste, he expanded his senses... albeit at the worst possible time. Ah. That was why they should both be moving away from here. The exact moment Assassin expanded his senses, was the exact moment that monstrous existence would have been perceivable to him naturally. It was too late. It felt like hours passed before Assassin's gaze shifted toward the source of this great power. This was supposed to be an easy series of assassinations, wasn't it? No. Assassin's gaze met golden majesty incarnate, and just then, there was a spear tip through his dagger-holding hand. His weapon was released from his grasp as a result, but... this was not Rider's weapon.

No, this spear tip through his hand was attached to a long chain, which came from a golden ripple in the air above that golden-clad blonde in the distance. "Little worm crawling on the ground," he spoke, arms crossed and judgement being passed through a crimson gaze so distant from humanity. "Who gave you permission to look up?" Weakness was what the king saw in the Assassin. During the redhead's shock from the speed by which he was pierced, more chains with spearheads were shot forth. His outstretched arm, his legs, his other arm, even his face were shot through in a matter of blinks. "You are not worthy to gaze upon me. A worm is only fit to continue staring at the ground, until it is picked out to bait the fisherman's hook." One final chain was shot, its tip piercing the Assassin's head before those glowing red eyes were set upon the other combatant here. "You. Are you the fish this worm has brought to me?"