With her immense strength, being struck by Saber was equivalent to being hit with a several hundred ton piece of steel. She watched him careen into the ground with a thunderous crash before she herself landed more gracefully on the mats. He would be lucky if a few of his bones weren't broken by the impact and her blow. Even Coby had trouble defending himself with the full strength of his armaments, especially if she swung with both hands.

They weren't Servants, however, and Coby gave no specific order on how to deal with this little spitfire. He didn't give an order to kill the man, but on this land, they were all dubious allies at best. He only told her to watch out for how much they damage the training facility.

"You will yield, boy," Saber called out, her voice almost painfully nonchalant. She even began to slowly walk towards the spot he landed on. "Do so now, and I will be merciful and allow to you walk away from this place with your consciousness intact."

Despite the amicable tone of her voice, the threat underneath was very clear.