[Rayneth, Interior of the Einzbern Mansion, Einzbern Mansion]

It was time. The procedure was not a complex one. The grail was empowered to the point which summoning "a vessel" was of no consequence. The leylines powered the "object" as if nurturing a child, provided that child was a swirl with mana. This meant that to a "proper magus" such as Rayneth, this sort of "ritual" was one without consequences. As naturally as breathing or thinking, the ritual would not affect Rayneth in the slightest of ways. The grail takes care of "providing the vessel", where as a Master's job would be to simply "maintain the vessel". It was akin to being trusted with an object to win a battle. After all, Servants were mere tools to the magus. 

Rayneth looked at the command seals upon her hand. 

...These marks.

They were the same sort of marks that the former family heir had once obtained. Though Rayneth was but a wee lass during the time of the former holy grail, she understood what these marks meant. They meant she was selected for this tournament of sorts, [s] if one can call it that. It was then Rayneth knew what she had to do. She had to stop all the servants who were coming through. She's here to[i] ohohoh [/i]for me and you. [/s]

A calling. 

A purpose. 

One might say these were marks of an "honorable duels" between "honorable magi", but she knew this to be false. After all, Kayneth :Fastwheels" El-Mellon Archibald-sama [may his soul rest in piece ;-;] had lost to armatures. There was no way that a magus of his caliber would take even a scratch within a Holy Grail War. After all, he was one of the best mages who allied themselves with clocktower. There had to be a "catch" for such a "superstar" to lose to plebeians. 

Of course, at the same time, Rayneth was simply there to "pubstomp" other inferior mages with her superior stature and practiiton of magecraft. That'll teach them. 

And so, it began 

[i] The alighted wind becomes a wall. The gates in the four directions close, coming from the crown, the three-forked road that leads to the kingdom circulate.

Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill!

Repeat every five times.

Simply, shatter once filled.

――――I announce. 

Your self is under me, my fate is in your sword. 

In accordance with the resort of the Grail, if you abide by this feeling, this reason, then answer.

Here is my oath. I am the one who becomes all the good of the world of the dead, I am the one who lays out all the evil of the world of the dead.

You, seven heavens clad in three words of power, arrive from the ring of deterrence, O keeper of the balance ―――！

A dazzle of light shines brightly at the "summoning circle", blinding her momentarily. [/i]

Who would she summon!? 

Will Cu ever not molest maids!? 

Will Waver realize that Rayneth took Mercury-tan!?

Find out next time on the next exciting episode of Fate/Soap Opera!