Ah, the one marked Assassin, was headed straight for her. 'Error.' was the only word that came to her mind. She supposed she was out in the middle of the open, seemingly unarmed and very much just minding her own business. Her identity had been revealed, and she was no doubt considered the weakest opponent on the map. No matter, even blind, she could see him coming. Presence Concealment was a valuable skill, but it wasn't infallible. Her senses were likely some of the most perfect this world could offer. Even without eyes, she could hear his steps, feel the wind shifting differently and more so than that she could taste his temperature on the wind. A gentle shift, would conjure a magic circle. This magic circle would appear quickly, several long daggers popping out, each one crossing a blade meant to injure her person. She defended herself in this manner, "Apologies, I didn't know this spot was taken," she said one of those daggers coming to rest in her hands. That mask over her eyes was beginning to crack, how long would it take for her to release her own restraints? Five seconds? As that magical device was keeping her from killing everyone within her line of sight.
And what was this, a clear offer from Artoria for the two of them to partner up for this endeavor. All the while Merlin was looking around as if there was something more interesting than the two lasses in front of him. "Is he alright?" asked Emi, ever the concerned one. "Ignore him. He does that... I told you, really annoying," Artoria said with the same tone she'd had since entering this conversation. "So... you, me, touching a holy grail?" she asked of her younger sister once more. "Eri-nee, I don't know if we can both touch it..." she murmured. She didn't know why her sister wanted the Grail but didn't want it to come down to a fight between them. "It does not matter. That is not what I asked you..." she commented her eyes travelling away from her sister for the first time. Ah, Artoria's sweet side was about to show for just a moment. "I will not ever draw my weapon against you. So... it does not matter if we can not both have it. I would not see my little sister cry the first time I saw her... so, do you want to touch it?" she asked of Emi once more. "Yes, I need to I could probably get it on my own. But... I wouldn't attack you either," she said going to hug her again. And in this moment Artoria opened up her arms again, her younger sister was so emotional. "Come on now, we have people to beat up. I am sure no one wants to see Jeanne D'Arc crying all over her big sister's dress..." she said freeing them both up for more active participation.