Saver and Alfheim
Turn: 13
Location: Desert Ruins
Saver winced a bit as the air shifted, the familiar desert heat being replaced with something that was close, but still very different. This was another time and place, far in the future of his time on the earth. The ground was clustered with soldiers, filling all of the land beneath them. Crusader himself had removed his disguise, revealing who he was and what he could do to Saver and his Master. His Master was already weakened, and while his Master was a match for any one of those soldiers down there, there were far, far more soldiers than even Saver could count. Further, his Master was already weakened, and Valentine looked to be continuing her assault on him. It was not a good situation, and Saver felt a bit uncertain for the first time in a while.
Alfheim's eyes widened as he saw the massive battlefield beneath them. It was otherworldly, and Alfheim was reminded once again of how this was a war, one in which only the strongest survived. And as he did so he lamented his own weakness. Right now it wouldn't take any time for the enemies below to wipe him out. Where once he had felt so confident in being able to help Saver, perhaps even win this battle, now Saver was once again having to bear all of the brunt of this fight. His spells had been shut down, and without them he wasn't able to truly fight as he once had. He just watched Saver's eyes and wondered what he had planned.
Saver sighed as he realized what must be done. He had wanted to avoid using any Noble Phantasms just yet. It always brought back memories, of a time and place that he could never return to. But to survive this fight he would need to do just that. However, first a safer landing would be required. Holding his Master made it harder to plan, but they would have to stay together for this to work. "Thaumaturgy of Thoth!" The pair blinked out, and reappeared the max distance away from Crusader that Saver was able to travel. Thankfully this wasn't a hard spell, though he hadn't expected to rely on it as much as he had so far. Though the pair had yet to land, they were far enough that the charging army was not right underfoot. As Saver touched down gracefully, he continued to hold his Master's hand. He wanted to make sure that they would be able to continue once he had done this. Light started to shine above him, a glowing beacon that showed his presence to even the most distant of soldiers as Saver announced his Noble Phantasm. "Apotheosis." The energy gathered around him, his aura suffused with radiant glory. Saver had been divine in life, but after death he had ascended to full god-hood, one of the few in his land who could claim that, regardless of the age. While this was active, he was confident he could manage to buy time.
Saver Wise-Up
Strength: D --> C
Endurance: C --> B
Agility: D --> C
Magic: A+++
Luck: B
Beginning Prana: 340
Noble Phantasm: 180
Thaumaturgy of Thoth: 40
Current Prana: 120
Total Prana Saturation: 735
Apotheosis
Title: Rebirth of a God
Type: Support
Rank: A
Range: N/A
Maximum number of targets: 1
Description: Apotheosis is Saver's legend as a god. While this form is active, Imhotep gains a rank up in all physical stats. He also gains Prana Well (A) and Curse of Restoration (A) while in this form. Prana Well restores 50 Prana at the beginning of his turn, while Curse of Restoration is the same as a Dead Apostle's rank in the skill.