[center][h1][color=fffb96]August Thane[/color][/h1]
[h3]Summoning Hall, The Clock Tower[/h3][/center]

[color=fffb96]"I've got a catalyst as well."[/color] August spoke up after remaining silent for the duration of the group's walk to the Summoning Hall. He raised his briefcase just slightly in his hand, to indicate where he was keeping his relic. [color=fffb96]"I'm expecting either an Archer or a Rider. I hope that doesn't conflict with anyone else's desired Servants. Now, I think I'll get to summoning."[/color] Curtly nodding to his teammates, August turned and made his way to the nearest circle. He was concerned that the girl from the church would become a problem during the operation, but felt it was pointless to analyze the situation before the Servants, key players on their team, had been established. Taking a knee at the silver-dust circle, August opened his briefcase and took up the relic in his hands. It was little more than a curved piece of light-brown driftwood. Only a series of equidistant nubs lining the outer edge indicated its artificiality. Physically, it was hardly something that could be expected to produce a Heroic Spirit, but August knew its history, and regarded it only with cold certainty and expectation.

He placed the relic on the edge of the circle and rose to his feet. Closing his eyes, he could feel the tremendous magical energy that flowed through one of the world's greatest magical venues. It was no wonder this place had been choses for summoning, as with the myriad of experiments and rituals happening in the building, he could almost taste the mana on the air. [color=fffb96][i]Everything is prepared perfectly. I am the final step.[/i][/color] August opened his eyes, the chant he had memorized flowed from him, and the circle began to glow.

[center][color=fffb96][b]"Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill. Fill."
"Repeat five times, but when each is filled, destroy it."

"The elements of silver and iron make up the essence."
"The foundation is stone and the archduke of pacts."
"Black is the color I pay tribute to."

"Raise a wall against the wind and close the gates of four directions."
"Come forth from the crown and follow the forked road that leads to the kingdom."

"Heed my words, my will creates your body, and your sword creates my destiny."
"If you heed the Grail's call and obey my will and reason, then answer my summoning!"

"I hereby swear that I shall be all the good in the world!"
"And that I shall defeat all evil in the world!"

"Seventh heaven clad in the great words of power!"
"Come forth from the circle of binding!"
"Guardian of the sacred balance!"
[/b][/color][/center]

With his final words, the now radiant light of the circle burst out and produced a cloud of fog.

In truth, it was a small thing, but for August, the whole world had gone white.