Claudia was taken into a large spacious yet dark room.
"Glad you could join me." Said a man in the corner of the room, hidden in the darkness.

"I thought us unaffiliated can't enter the house areas yet." Claudia said in a sarcastic tone.

"True, but rules are often broken around this time." The Gentleman said. "So Ms Black, you haven't found an arcana card yet? And you looked so promising." 

"No, I haven't and you knowing that information I assume means you are looking to help me with that issue." Claudia responded.

"Help, maybe. I don't have an Arcana Minor to give you no. But you have something I very much want, and will be willing to make a wager on it, are you interested." The Gentleman asked.

"I don't know what you mean, if you have no Arcana card to give me why would I be interested in what you want from me?" she replied snarky as ever.

"I said I don't have an arcana minor card to give you, but I do have my Arcana Alumni." He cracked a smile, a bright white smile that radiated from the darkness, the only thing Claudia could make out in the obscured corner of the room. 

"So... what do you want from me, in exchange?"

"Oh i don't do straight up exchanges, you must agree to use your one-shot summon to battle me here, until either you defeat my Berserker or I kill you and your servant, allowing me to claim and preserve that wonderful brain of yours." He said in a low menacing voice. 

"My brain?" Claudia said slowly and carefully. 

"Yes your brain, whether its causer or the effect your origin has a biological manifestation. Your memory my dear, is biological as well as magical and I would love so much to see what makes it tick." The Gentleman responded.

"Ok lets do this." Claudia said pushing her glasses back up her face.

"Great." The Gentleman said, stepping forward and his Berserker jumped out from the darkness, a dark skinned Native American looking Servant, the madness and delusion of peyote or mescaline or something else equally distorting rolling across his face. "Show me what you got."

"You are the judge, the keeper of the law. You are the force that pushes us forward and keeps us grounded. You are gods gift and I am your quiver. The glory of the Earth and the tradition of England, come forth!" Claudia shouted and dropped a seed down on the floor and the air filled with magic.

Berserker jumped up and lunged towards Claudia and the light only to be intercepted by Claudia's servant Archer.
"I say, my dear are you master?" Archer said as he collided with Berserker, pushing them away from each other.

"Yes my Knight, I am your master." Claudia said. Berserker jumped back next to the Gentleman. 

"Very well." Archer said,rolling his shoulders. 

"Well I was never one to enjoy watching someone suffer. What am I talking about, of course I love it. But I feel the humiliation this time will out weigh the pain. Berserker use Sioux Nation!" Berserker screamed out and his reality marble started to take hold, bands of Native American tribesmen started to appear behind Berserker, all with the gloss of sickness and madness, as if trapped in a fever dream, bows and arrows everywhere.

"This doesn't look good Archer." Claudia said, staring directly through the armies trying to get a look at the Gentleman, now obscured by the tribesmen.
"My lady, you have to have faith." Archer said walking towards the approaching army.

The Sioux Nation raised their bows and knocked their arrows, before drawing their strings and loosing their shots, arrows whistled through the sky bringing shade to the otherwise frontierland landscape the reality marble had formed. Archer just stood their waiting.