Artoria Pendragon

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Artoria Pendragon

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It's another quiet, sunny day as you walk in Riverside Park with Saber. She's wearing her normal civilian attire, occasionally giving out quick glances around the area. You'd think it'd be in case enemy servants make their attack, despite this being a Holy Grail summoning for "chilling," as you told her. Just yesterday, Cu Chulain, Artoria, and you were at your place, drinking and watching horror movies with Fujimura-sensei. Not all can be bad, right? In fact, Medea had hinted interest in possibly dropping by as well, though Saber had not taken lightly to the idea...and for good reason. And yet, she held her hands clasped together unto her chest, beads of sweat appearing on her cheek as she gave out one last glance around a corner you walked past, before directing her attention to you. There is always a simple way of telling when you'll be attacked. You'll either feel a servant's presence by how their killing intent freezes the area around them... Or their Master might even attack, but that rarely happens. Masters send out their servants to fight, for they are walking masses of powerful magical energy, after all. "...No enemy servants as of yet, Master," said the proud knight, before allowing her arms to rest on her sides once more. Though you could tell she was still on high alert by the way her eyes roamed over the city's stores and parks...