But the spectral horsemen have no interest in Rin. She might make a decent enough addition to their number, as she has died here in the City--but Archer has died both here and back in his own world, so he's a far more tempting target. At least right now.

"I'm not a Rider, but I can pretend for tonight, so--" He's almost ready to go with them. Almost. He's reaching out a hand for them when her angry words cut into him, and so he hesitates just long enough for the magical fire to slam into the spirit he's reaching for. "Ah...?!"

He turns, and even as the storm starts to pick up again, he sees her face as she fights spirits that might as well be from hell to protect him. He can throw away all his own efforts, but how can he do that to her?

His voice carries through the storm. "You're so inconvenient, Master..."