Monica smiled sweetly at everyone as she pulled out a small vial of poison from her own coat, and moved over to a summoning circle. [color=0054a6]"Are you positive that will lead to what you're looking for?"[/color] questioned the Director as he watched his apprentice move into summon the next, and final servant. Leon moved out of the way just to make sure he didn't do anything stupid as he grabbed the ashes of his servant, and moved to stand next to Director Orson. [color=f26522]"Very well I will begin the last incantation."[/color] Monica spoke up as she spoke clearly, and with a forceful tone:

[color=f26522]Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.
Let black be the color I pay tribute to.
Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall.
Let the four cardinal gates close.
Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate."
"Let it be filled. Again. Again. Again. Again.
Let it be filled fivefold for every turn, simply breaking asunder with every filling."
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Monica spoke aloud as once more a flash of prana filled the air. There stood a woman standing proudly in the circle she glanced at Monica with his long white hair flowing down behind her. [color=aba000]"So you're the one who can break that accursed veil? Very well then if you are my master then my talents shall be yours for this war. I am Caster."[/color] the woman spoke with an authoritative voice clear, and powerful. But Leon felt unease as he glanced at her as if being near her was simply risky whoever the woman was she didn't seem powerful but Casters were clearly not to be underestimated.


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As Saber looked around she saw that the final servant had been summoned. Saber saw that Rider made no attempt to shake her hand so she pulled away with a nod, and a smile before walking over to Leon and taking a place by his side. [color=0072bc]"Welcome heroes from another world. We are, as you know by simply being here I assume, a faction who hail the color Black as our standard. We will not allow Red Faction to win this war. For now take this chance to get acquainted once we're done with that we shall begin preparations immediately to move all of us to Poland. For now it would be best to understand just how well everyone treats one another."[/color] Director Orson announced as Monica's servant Caster spoke up, [color=aba000]"Hmph very well then if that is what we must do then so be it. Just understand that I will not be bowing to anyone. I am a heroic spirit of imperial origin after all."[/color] Caster said with a self confident attitude as Monica told her that it wouldn't solve anything to be so rude. The Caster simply smirked at her master, [color=aba000]"It is good to set up rules front, and center my dear."[/color] she said with the same tone putting her fingers to her chin as she looked over her master more thoroughly.

Saber nodded firmly at Leon, [color=fff79a]"Master! I will not hesitate to bring us victory! God is with us!"[/color] the Saber said confidently as she stood stalwartly, and confidently in front of her master who still was in a bit of a shock at summoning the young saint. [color=fff200]"So...just to make this clear...you are the Maid of Orleans correct? I see your statistics are incredible, as expected of Saber, but more than that you were summoned from the ashes, and fit perfectly with the church's description of you as well."[/color] Anderson asked the Saber who looked at the other master who had approached them. It was the priest man called Anderson according to Leon. Saber wasn't comfortable giving away her name but Leon nodded and gave her the ok. [color=fff79a]"Yes the Maid of Orleans, and the one who saved France. That is I Jeanne of Arc. I pray that you, and I will get along well sir priest."[/color] Jeanne said bowing her head as Anderson got down on a knee, and bowed to her more formally. [color=fff200]"No lass it's I that should be bowing to you. Your holy nature is an aspiration to beheld my lady. It would honor any noble christian to meet a lady of virtue quite as yourself."[/color] Anderson stated with respect as Jeanne blushed and told him to stand up, [color=fff200]"Please sir though I may be a saint, as such legends tell, I consider myself my master's humble servant for the moment. There is no need to put me up on a pedestal. Please you'll embarrass Assassin if you don't stand up."[/color] Saber told him as Anderson nodded, and apologized for that. 

[color=f49ac2]"Master how am I suppose to take pride in you if you're bowing before other servants?"[/color] Assassin said disheartened at her master's behavior as the priest smirked and chuckled, [color=fff200]"Don't worry I am no fool it is just that I read many tales of the Saints one of which being hers. You can't expect a man to not look up to an figure he respected growing up. I won't act like that further I promise."[/color] Anderson assured Assassin who nodded. Jeanne figured she should go stand next to the other servants who were gathering but she didn't want to make a crowd form. Though she did note Caster made no move to stand with the others.