[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/6z4TndT.png[/img][hr][h1][color=00aeef]Penthouse, Foreign District, 10:00 pm[/color][/h1][hr][/center]
In the quiet of night, in an otherwise hushed building, the voice of a young adult woman could be heard.

[color=00aeef]"Haah...I wish I had worked on actually adapting my sleep schedule before coming to Japan...being nocturnal is doing [b]nothing[/b] for my skin right now..."[/color]

Staring at herself in the mirror, Kuristine Marie-Louise Bradbury gave one last check over her appearance, turning this way and that as she made sure that every angle was flawless. Had one been wondering why she was dressing herself up so late in the evening, they would find her answer to be quite simple, though completely unnecessary. 

[center][i]I have to look my best to summon the best servant, of course~![/i][/center]
With a satisfied nod, the girl spun away from the mirror, crossing through two doorways before making it to the living room set-up of her penthouse suite. The view from the Four Seasons Fuyuki was beautiful, an entire wall of the room being made entirely of windows that looked out over the foreign district. All that could truly be seen at this time of night was the peppering of street lights that illuminated paths and roads, but it was a wonderful sight nonetheless.

Approaching the center of the room, it would be easy to tell that the furniture had been shifted ever so slightly, opening a central area up where the girl had drawn out her magical circles earlier in the night.

[center][i]Mhm, mhm~! Perfect! These circles look absolutely perfect! I knew taking those painting courses in France would evennntually pay off, mhm![/i][/center]
Taking a step back, the girl lifted her hand, and- 

[center][i]Ah! Almost forgot! Silly silly Chris, don't forget to toss your relic in there![/i][/center]
Lifting her hands to her chest, she tugged the chain of her necklace up and out from her shirt. Metal snapped as she yanked the chain from her neck, not particularly caring for it as much as she did what was attached at the end of it. Besides, pulling it up and over her head could potentially mess up her hair and the hat she had taken so long to angle perfectly atop her head!

Holding the necklace up to her face, she took one last look at the pointed charm attached at the end of it. After she had to miss out on a weekend getaway to Ireland, her friends had returned with a souvenir for the poor dejected witch. They had claimed it was some kind of thorn they bought off from a museum there, but what hung before her face resembled more of a claw to her than anything else. 

With a shrug, she tossed the necklace to the middle circle, leaving her arm extended after doing so to continue what she had initially began just a moment earlier.

[sub][color=00aeef]"Alright, let's see...[/color][/sub]
[center][color=00aeef]The purest of silver and the strongest of iron to the origin!
The purest of gems and some archduke of contracts to the cornerstone!

May the wind become an impenetrable wall! Close the castle's gates!
An order from the crown, may all the roads lead to the queendom!

Fill, fill, fill, fill, fill it up~!"[/color]

[i]Sheesh...this all sounds kinda lame, ya know? Well, I'm sure as long as I've got the right idea this should go just fine![/i]

[color=00aeef]"I proclaim!
You shall serve your Queen. And your Queen's fate relies on your strength.
If you agree to protect me and prove me most worthy, then answer my royal decree!

Here is my promise. I am the one who will be crowned the strongest among this competition. I am the one who will rid the battle of those weaker than herself.

You, whose power will bring you forward and to your Queen's side, oh warrior of mine, come forth~!"[/color][/center]
It might not have been the exact chant she had learned earlier, but why should the strongest use the same words as the weak? Of course! Giving it her own touch would surely work in her favor!

With her excited heartbeat thrumming in her chest, the witch waited for her servant to answer her call.[hr]
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