[h2]Saber[/h2]

That taste of iron in her mouth. It wasn't unfamiliar, but never before had it been caused by this sort of injury. Of all the damage that had been done to her body in life, she had never been afflicted by a curse that attacked the interior of her body like this. A curse that...

A curse...

A... curse...?

Ah...? She'd been attacked, but by what? By... by what? There was still blood dribbling from the corner of her mouth... still absolute agony burning through her body, but... there was nothing. Had it been Caster? To attack the interior of her body without harming the outside, surely that must be magecraft, strong enough to bypass her Resistance. And yet there was no longer anything here. Had Caster attacked simply to test the waters, and then retreated just as quickly? Such an act was fitting for a class that could not fight in close combat with proficiency, but... but...

Ah...

Panting, her legs trembling, Saber fell to her knees, catching herself on one hand before she could hit the floor. Some crimson droplets still fell from her mouth. She couldn't remember the circumstances, but how...? There was blood everywhere, she'd vomited blood, and yet she couldn't remember why?

"M... Master..." she gasped, forcing herself back to her feet, doing her best to steady herself. The damage done to her body could wait. What was important now was Mira's wellbeing.

"M-Master... you... were not injured, were you...?" she asked, turning to face the other girl as she did. Regardless of how her body felt now, it didn't matter when her Master needed protection and there was an enemy Servant nearby.

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