[b]Saber[/b]

The fireball was easily dealt with. However, Saber stood firm, angling the blade of Excalibur wrapped in invisible air even as he explained himself. Dreams... all he spoke of, these were things Saber did not completely understand the relevance of to their situation. He was clearly a being of some power, but Saber was not intimidated. At the very least, the shadow man was answering their questions. And when he came to the subject of wishes...

... Wishes...

This scenario was suddenly all-to-familiar. There was a time that Saber would have grabbed at this opportunity, seized it and pursued it... but that time had passed. She wanted to return. This situation was reminding her far too much of the Holy Grail War, the battle between the seven servants and their seven masters, the purpose for which she had originally been summoned. And this being spoke of trials... what were these trials? Regardless, Saber wanted this to end. So she could return to those she had sworn to protect, for their sake.

"My only wish is to return home," she replied, simply.