[center][h2]Kriemhild[/h2][/center]"Your ritual—if you can even call it that—sent us to a park, near a large, red iron bridge. There's a red glow lining up the horizon and the smell of smoke and charred flesh coming from the city at the other side of the river," Kriemhild answered the questions from Chaldea's staff in a matter of fact tone. Perhaps a delivery that was a by too dry and nonchalant considering that what she described was basically a city turned into Hell on Earth, but nothing that was unexpected given her experience with this type of scenarios.

She was sitting at a nearby bench, facing the river, with her staff resting on her shoulder as she waited for the Master that came with them to wake up. When the transmission came she didn't bother facing the faulty holographic projection as she continued, "You don't need to worry about the girl's health. Once we came here I healed any wounds she might have suffered."

"I was wondering how long it would take for you to find that out. These creatures are everywhere. It's very likely that there's no living person left in this city if this is the state it's right now," Kriemhild said before producing a handful of dragon teeth and tossing them at the ground. From there emerged a small band of Dragon Tooth Warriors, who proceeded to fend off their skeletal brethren in a grim, mechanical-looking battle between mindless constructs.

"I suppose that we should begin our search sooner rather than later. Destroying these creatures won't do us any good. May I ask if the two of you have any means for that, Archer and Lancer? Otherwise, I can do it, but it'll take a long while before I can search the whole city using runes," she said to the other two Servants.