A world of black surrounded a group of various creatures. Some seemed human, some seemed part human, and some seemed like those giant fighting robots in the mangas. Within a few moments she had almost seen enough of the others to be satisfied, but had to listen to The Redeemers speech instead of finishing. Perhaps she would ask some questions of clarification or something to that effect later, but her attention once again returned to the group assembled.

From her view atop the boat, she could easily see what the human sized "Heroes" were doing. Others were larger than even her boat, but that simply meant she could notice their movements much easier.

Her attention was briefly focused on some sorcerer enacting a ritual with a magic circle. Ange noticed this and-

Erika began talking. Immediately her focus changed to whatever had taken the eye of her fellow Witch of Truth. After all, it managed to entertain her, which probably wasn't good for whatever had gotten her attention.

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No. Just. No. Her grip on the boats railing tightened upon seeing the Culprit Battler and hearing Erika's slam. She forgot about this gameboard, the pieces in it, and all her questions for its organizer. It was called tunnel vision, and it was a horrible thing to have if you were an investigator. But Ange had it right now. Erika's observation about her "Blood Boiling" was an understatement. Even a fool could figure a deduction like that.

Lies and slander. Her Onii-chan wouldn't hurt a single innocent person on purpose, let alone her own family. It was obvious. How could it not be obvious? He was obviously the purest maiden in the family.

"How dare you exist!" The hand that was firmly gripping the boats railing before was now used to point at B. Battler in an accusatory manner. "Battler wouldn't and couldn't hurt anyone! I'll prove that you're just a phony, I won't let such an outlandish culprit theory tarnish Onii-chans name-"

Ange used her power of resurrection to resurrect the Sorcerer Battler. On a direct aerial collision course with B. Battler, naturally.

Saber, on the other hand, was busy being a flashy ball of light until her master had fully summoned her. With her instinct ability, she had detected that no one here was actively trying to attack. That meant that this was a weird situation and she should be on guard regardless, or that her master had plenty of allies. She opted to be on guard; it was better to be safe then sorry, as they say.

Stepping forward out of the light and towards her summoner, she began to speak.

"Are you my ma-" Then she stopped, and her eyes narrowed. It was Kiritsugu. How nice. No need for introductions then.

Saber decided to promptly ignore him and look around, telling herself it was just to make sure the area was secure(Not that floating in darkness was exactly secure). In reality it was because she was having conflicting emotions right now.