[center][h2]Saber Bokuden[/h2][/center]

“When it comes to fighting, ‘walking away’ is always an option.” Whether the words were meant for him or not, Saber heard them. Ever since being summoned he had not strayed far from his ‘Master’, even if she herself hadn’t noticed it. Though it had been years since he had served under anyone, as a samurai or otherwise, he still remembered that sense of duty and responsibility; as the one who had summoned him it was his job to guard and protect Subaru. “If you don’t want to bloody your hands then don’t; it’s as simple as that. Just walk away.”

Everybody had their reasons to fight, the young musician included, but that didn’t always mean they were prepared for it. Saber himself had grown past the need to fight long ago and had adopted a more pacifistic approach, yet nonetheless he found himself on the battlefield again with a goal in mind.

He entered the room that Subaru had been playing music in a moment ago, waiting as the musician put her instrument away. “There are always alternatives to fighting, but this is a war we’re talking about; once you make the decision to stay it’ll be harder to back out later if you change your mind. If you continue down this path then you won’t be clean by the end of this; blood will be shed whether you like it or not. But, as your sword, I can at least take the burden of killing onto myself. If that’s what you want.”

[@KoL]