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[h2]Ryuudou Temple, Temple Gate[/h2][/center]

The world went black for the briefest of moments. One second, she wa stood on an open stretch of the world, decimated by fires, worlds, and storms, beside her Servant and Ally. They were working on something at the behest of the Caster, and she was there for bodyguard duty, effectively. And then the ear splitting roar of impending death came about, rendering her hearing asunder, as she looked towards the oncoming and steadily encroaching Noble Phantasm. And for a moment, she felt fear. Until the world went black.

The next second, not even moments after she saw the attack oncoming, she was gone. And back again. But this time, she was stood at the Temple. In the central courtyard of the Temple Proper, only a short distance from the Gate. From her vantage point above the city she could see the devastating blow the rocked the Foreigner’s Lowlands. An attack that should have killed her, Ajax, and Caster. Should have.

It didn’t. By some miracle she had survived, and by the state of the Command Seals on her hand, so was her Servant. Was this Caster’s doing? She couldn’t be sure. But as the nausea of instantaneous teleportation wore off, her eyes laid upon a familiar sight. Saber and Sofia, looking out across the city from the Temple Gate, watching the immensely powerful attack lay waste to what was once the city. And for a second, something swelled in her heart. A gratitude to be alive.

[colour=SteelBlue]”Oh man, you are just the cutie I was hoping to see.”[/colour] Serafina’s voice rang out across the courtyard as she ran up and hugged her sister, letting a desire to live for a while longer overcome her for the briefest of moments, [colour=SteelBlue]”And If it isn’t Saber herself? Perfect, listen you two, we have work to do. Berserker is kiiiiiind of about to get into a fight, with whatever Servant just blew up the wasteland.”[/colour]

She let that sink in for just a second, before freeing herself from hugging Sofia, and facing the two head on.
[colour=SteelBlue]”So, here’s the deal! We only win this war if [i]both[/i] of you survive, comprende?”[/colour] she pointed towards Saber, and then slowly moved the finger towards Sofia, [colour=SteelBlue]So [i]you’re[/i] gonna use a Command Spell to get Saber’s little butt over to the fight, and stop [i]my[/i] Servant from getting utterly vaporised. Any questions?”[/colour] a smile plastered her face as she spoke. This was their chance to wipe out a Servant, once and for all, honour and one-on-one duels be damned. This was a war.

There was no honour in war.

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