[She gives him a firm nod. Whatever he has planned, Ai knows that he'll follow through and readjust accordingly. Saber isn't as settled and he narrows his eyes before making his move.]
Tch.
[He goes at Lancer again, his swordplay becoming more graceful and more dangerous. He wants to keep an eye at the spear on the ground, but he can't keep his eyes off of Diarmuid either. This is gonna be a tough one.
Meanwhile, inside the temple, his young Master is sitting with his back against the wall. His body is trembling and he has his hand clutching the opposite that holds the Command Spells. He knows that the Servant told him to wait for his signal before using a Spell. But he also knows that Saber went into the fight to die.
He thought he accepted this at first. But now that he sees the fight firsthand, he doesn't know what to do anymore. All he can do is wait, wait to see what signal Saber gives him.]
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Tch.
[He goes at Lancer again, his swordplay becoming more graceful and more dangerous. He wants to keep an eye at the spear on the ground, but he can't keep his eyes off of Diarmuid either. This is gonna be a tough one.
Meanwhile, inside the temple, his young Master is sitting with his back against the wall. His body is trembling and he has his hand clutching the opposite that holds the Command Spells. He knows that the Servant told him to wait for his signal before using a Spell. But he also knows that Saber went into the fight to die.
He thought he accepted this at first. But now that he sees the fight firsthand, he doesn't know what to do anymore. All he can do is wait, wait to see what signal Saber gives him.]