[h2]Kirsi Eirisphere[/h2]
To say that Kirsi was expecting the summoning ritual to happen in the way it did would be averting the truth. She had no idea how Caster would look like when she decide on which Servant to summon, but the fact that she seemed pretty normal, for a Heroic Spirit, didn’t surprise the youngish-looking blonde as much as the eerie sound that accompanied the summoning.

“So, is it true, then? Did I really make it?” Kirsi said once Caster spoke. “If that’s the case, I guess that you can call me Master. But, my name is Kirsi, Kirsi Eirisphere. I’ll be counting on you from now on, Caster,” she added in an upbeat tone.

“Now that we are done with the contract, I guess that we should go to the Church and present ourselves to the Overseer, right? According to this map, there’s a tunnel that’ll take us right there,” Kirsi pointed to one of the many exits that would take them through the labyrinthine underground of Redrock while flapping a piece of yellowed paper. “I bet no one will see that coming.”

[h2]Lancer[/h2]
“I see. Bringing honor to one’s family is a noble commitment. I have seen countless battlefields before and guided many young ones like you until they learned how to walk with their own legs. I can assure you that your faith was not misplaced,” Lancer said to her new Master, letting go off the hand that she held to her chest.

“I suppose that you want to begin as soon as possible, right?” Lancer said as she raised a hand and drew a string of runes in the air. “We should begin by…” she interrupted herself, pointing towards a nearby which promptly burst in flames, destroying the familiar that spied on them for sometime. “Replying to the invitation that has been extended to us,” Lancer added as the magical creation fell to the ground burning.