[b][color=c4df9b]Servant Berserker, Gilles De Rais[/color][/b][hr]

[color=fff200]"The people running this ritual have not been doing their job unfortunately, at least a hundred thousand people have been killed in the past three days. And that's a conservative estimate. Obviously things will only get worse the longer this ritual continues, so the Nobles at the Clock Tower have deemed it best that the ritual be ended as soon as possible. This is where we come in."[/color]

He nodded. A secret ritual that had somehow sprawled out of control, involving thousands of innocent lives, as well as disrupting the peace of the land. Such craven behaviour, such villainy. Gilles could see why he was summoned; such mistaken behaviour should be stopped immediately, to save any more lives from being put into the flames of battle. So his cause was a righteous one, and his was to be the sword of justice upon these scoundrels.

[color=c4df9b]"Then so be it. We shall end these wrongdoings as soon as possible. No more lives must be lost."[/color]

Noticing something, his hand went to his sword immediately, before he noticed the odd bird waddling towards them. Noting it was just there to deliver some sort of invitation, his posture relaxed.

[color=fff200]"Well then. Saber, we are going to be heading to the hotsprings that was built in the ruins of the Foreigner's District. You should probably pick me up so we can get there quicker, I'll give directions."[/color]

Nodding, he picked her up as if she was naught but a feather, and gave a mighty leap towards their destination, his purple cloak billowing madly around him.

[color=c4df9b]"What did the small bird tell you, Master? Is the enemy to be this way?"[/color]

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