[h2]Arturia Pendragon Saber - Babylonia[/h2]

Saber would have charged more swiftly ahead the moment Berserker opened the way by quite straightforwardly bowling over all the guards without seriously injuring them. However, her Master seemed to struggle on the way up the stairs, and so Saber remained with her in order to ensure no harm came to her. As a result, she arrived at the top only shortly before Honoria did, by a matter of scant moments. What she saw when she arrived, however...

The blonde girl immediately stood at the ready. There was no mistaking that voice, that golden visage that stood before her. Last time she had seen that man, he had been standing just before... it. The grail. Just before... Saber shook her head to dispel that thought. She had to. There was no way she couldn't hold herself at the ready in the face of the King of Heroes. He was accompanied by an individual whom Saber could not determine the gender thereof, and a woman with dark hair. But her mind was focused on countering Gilgamesh if he chose to attack. To get in close as possible as quickly as possible. It was the only choice of action that felt right.

However, Lancelot had begun to attempt to explain the situation. Corrupted? He described Fuyuki's Grail as corrupted...? Was that... Saber shook her head again. She could... attempt to discern what he meant later, for now... As much as she was wary of Gilgamesh, she could assume that their fight was not with him.

But did he agree?

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[h2]Kobayakawa Yumi, Master of Lancelot - Babylonia[/h2]

Yumi was hardly expecting to suddenly be picked up like a toy. Her initial reaction was to kick her feet and yell, leaving a bewildered Ichineko behind.

"I-I'm not just a... a... d-don't just pick me up!" she cried, squirming under her Servant's arm. But before she knew it, they had already reached the top of the ziggurat, and Lancelot had swapped the ridiculous ladle for a spear somewhere in that period of time, before swiftly placing her behind himself. Ichineko hurried after them, arriving behind Yumi... and looking rather amused at her Master's distress. Yumi shot the familiar a look before turning her attention forward.

Her Servant was attempting to negotiate with... Gilgamesh? The King of Uruk? There was no mistaking that name, however. She'd never heard of anyone else called that, and he certainly looked like some sort of king. The others were more difficult to put a name to. An... individual, and a dark-haired woman.

Gilgamesh would be an exceptionally powerful Servant, of course... which meant everyone had to be on guard and avoid doing anything stupid.

"... Don't pick me up without warning again," Yumi couldn't help but complain, however, folding her arms as she peered around her Servant.