"Ah, the Master of Berserker is it? Hmm. You trust your comrades, I assume? Yours is going to be a very difficult war I think, whether your alliance holds together or no. If I were your Servant there is a lot I might say to you about your choices and your attitude. But..."

Saber smiles as she sheathes her weapon in defiance of the threat Berserker poses. She lifts herself back onto her feet and sets Diaofei down behind her with a drunken and undignified squawk and rises to about half of her full height before crunching her spine forward in a deep hunch to keep her face from getting too far away from the upside-down fox's. From her perspective it might be seen as a kind of permanent bow.

"I am your enemy," she finishes, "So I will simply say that I like you a lot. If you manage to stay in control of that tiny knight until the end of this I think I will share some of my prize with you. Though that is not the bargain I offer. Rather, you may notice my Master is quite sick. Look at her! No mana at all! I can barely maintain my own existence, let alone fight. I don't think it's any exaggeration to say you hold my life in your hands right now, child."

She reaches two fingers across her chest to grab a ring on the opposite thumb, and pulls the thick, ornate piece of goldwork off and holds it out toward the still-dangling Fluffybiscuits.

"There's no fair negotiation I can offer. I am asking you only for the opportunity to safely flee from your trap so that I can get my Master some help and return to you on proper footing. When I do we'll have a fair fight. As fair as three on one could be for you, hrnnn, ha. I am giving you this trinket so you have something to show your friends and not be so swiftly stabbed in the back for losing me. But the only thing I have to trade that is worth our lives is, well, our lives. I am a king and I will not bow to you, fox-child, but I will allow you to compel from me and my Master each one service before this war is concluded. I will spare a life you want spared, or I will sweep your enemy away as if they were my own."

Saber drops the ring on the ground by Kat's ear. She is already gliding backwards along the wall to pluck Diaofei back into her arm and make to hang off the far side of the wall in anticipation of escape. She does not draw her sword again, but her eyes flick back to the hilt constantly.

"I offer this to you and only you, because you alone of all the members of your alliance came to me without insult. But just because I am trapped here do not mistake me for being helpless. If it is simply a choice of how I die, I won't think anything of taking you and your Berserker with me when I go. So decide carefully but quickly, child. I have even fewer minutes to spare than you do."