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“Close the four cardinal gates. Come out from the crown. Rotate the three-branched road reaching the Kingdom..”
Stone walls. Enclosed spaces. An ancient catalyst taken from a foreign land. A circle, searching for a spirit to fill a vessel.
“Your body shall serve under me. My fate shall be with your sword...”
Not this one.
“Come forth from the ring of restraint, Protector of the Balance!”
A flash of light, glowing deep red, coalescing into a masked and hooded form in the middle of the summoning circle. One dagger hung menacingly upon the belt of the Servant, but other than that, there was little to indicate who - or what he was, though the voice that came out from behind the mask was unmistakably male - and eerily familiar.
“Servant Assassin. Reporting for duty.”















