[h2]Saber - Arturia Pendragon[/h2]

Saber lowered her blade. The last of the fires, as far as she could be, had at last been blown out, not a single spark remaining. Even though not everyone had survived, at the very least she had not found another corpse in her endeavor to put out every remaining burning building. For that, she was thankful. For even after such a terrible conflagration, there had seemingly been quite few deaths. Ideally, of course, non would have died here, but there was some solace in the fact that the numbers had been so few. Nodding firmly to herself, the King of Knights swiftly turned on her heel, facing her Master, the other Servants, and the Servant that had been incapacitated. It seemed the woman with long purple hair had recovered, however.

Swiftly dashing towards the others, coming to a halt beside the still-perplexing and far too familiar figure of the Roman Emperor Nero. The speed with which the Rider-class Servant had recovered seemed to confirm to the short knight that the dagger had not been intended to wound the target. It seemed as if it had instead... removed some kind of influence?

"... If your sisters are in danger, then we should delay as little as possible," Arturia began, after a moment of hesitation. While this town may still be in need of aid, it seemed that most of the residents were relatively unharmed. To get to the root of the matters here, it may have been best to discover what what may have been the source of the problem in the first place. Additionally, at the moment it seemed as if Medusa, in spite of her role in history, was not their enemy. To ignore her plight seemed callous at best. "Provided my Mas-... Bethany, agrees, we should proceed as quickly as we can."

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