[ In the distance there's a glimmer of gold and silver, a brilliant two-handed holy blade unsheathed from the magic that kept it hidden. Even from afar it's impossible to mistake it for anything else, but with the clouds in the sky as well as the dreary atmosphere between the two it may be easy to second guess.
Especially when the edges of the sword light up with gold as she lets it dangle towards the earth in thought. She's hesitant in something, in whatever she plans, but she thinks of her words. ]
Sir Gawain--[ She shouts loud enough for her to hear. ]--will be avenged on this very day for his death. For he did nothing to bring his lord to ruin, so this blade says!
[ The blade shines. Within it is the dream all warriors, past, present and future hold as their death approach. It shows as spirits rise up from the soil itself as though Saber were calling on the warriors of this land they were listening as though she were their king. Their sad, exalted dreams were being carried up within the sword which grows brighter by the second. Here she will carry their will alongside her pride, bidding them to remain steadfast in their loyalty.
Now, the undefeated king sings aloud the name of the miracle she holds in her hand. ]
EXCALIBUR!
[ While she is capable of using it for mass destruction, the beam that heads straight towards the one clad in red is thinner with less destructive power behind it. Saber's a Servant, yes, but one with limits. So long as she remains in a broken pact with Shirou Emiya, she will always be held back.
Even with those limitations in play, the land of Britain stands by their king. ]
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Especially when the edges of the sword light up with gold as she lets it dangle towards the earth in thought. She's hesitant in something, in whatever she plans, but she thinks of her words. ]
Sir Gawain--[ She shouts loud enough for her to hear. ]--will be avenged on this very day for his death. For he did nothing to bring his lord to ruin, so this blade says!
[ The blade shines. Within it is the dream all warriors, past, present and future hold as their death approach. It shows as spirits rise up from the soil itself as though Saber were calling on the warriors of this land they were listening as though she were their king. Their sad, exalted dreams were being carried up within the sword which grows brighter by the second. Here she will carry their will alongside her pride, bidding them to remain steadfast in their loyalty.
Now, the undefeated king sings aloud the name of the miracle she holds in her hand. ]
EXCALIBUR!
[ While she is capable of using it for mass destruction, the beam that heads straight towards the one clad in red is thinner with less destructive power behind it. Saber's a Servant, yes, but one with limits. So long as she remains in a broken pact with Shirou Emiya, she will always be held back.
Even with those limitations in play, the land of Britain stands by their king. ]