It's not anger or fear that wells in his gut upon hearing the command— he knows a child in distress when he sees one, knows when someone unfamiliar with fighting laments it for the sake of lamenting it— the prevailing sentiment is sadness, a quiet but calm cold that sweeps his heart and sends a jolt of pain across his chest.
(He thinks he remembers something, his own voice: "it was just that fate dealt difficult hands in my lifetime". How distressing that Saber should feel the same, to any degree.)
There's no one to blame for any of this, but Diarmuid doesn't spare Saber's Master a second glance as he kicks forward, blood staining his footsteps as he bolts and sidewinds to get between Saber and Ai. He can feel the quiet regret piercing daggers into the air, but his duty is to Ai and he would never forgive himself if he let his own weakness of heart take her life.
The sword extended towards his Master stops before it can do any real damage, stopped by Diarmuid's spear and his arm. The river of blood isn't Ai's, but Saber's— regrettable, but definitive. ]
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It's not anger or fear that wells in his gut upon hearing the command— he knows a child in distress when he sees one, knows when someone unfamiliar with fighting laments it for the sake of lamenting it— the prevailing sentiment is sadness, a quiet but calm cold that sweeps his heart and sends a jolt of pain across his chest.
(He thinks he remembers something, his own voice: "it was just that fate dealt difficult hands in my lifetime". How distressing that Saber should feel the same, to any degree.)
There's no one to blame for any of this, but Diarmuid doesn't spare Saber's Master a second glance as he kicks forward, blood staining his footsteps as he bolts and sidewinds to get between Saber and Ai. He can feel the quiet regret piercing daggers into the air, but his duty is to Ai and he would never forgive himself if he let his own weakness of heart take her life.
The sword extended towards his Master stops before it can do any real damage, stopped by Diarmuid's spear and his arm. The river of blood isn't Ai's, but Saber's— regrettable, but definitive. ]