In the dim, sacred halls of an ancient temple, your breath heavy as you sprint through the shadows, you feel Lancer’s relentless presence closing in. You can sense the pulse of his spear, like a heartbeat, drawing ever nearer. Desperation wells up as you reach the inner sanctum, and there you find it—a small stone pedestal inscribed with mystical symbols. You hastily press your bleeding hand to it, feeling a surge of energy resonate with your own, echoing through the air around you.

The summoning circle ignites in a brilliant golden light, a radiant power that fills the space and repels Lancer’s looming aura. Within the circle, a figure begins to materialize, her presence fierce and regal, as if she’s been called forth from a forgotten era of kings and warriors. Clad in shining silver armor that gleams even in the dim light of the temple, the woman opens her eyes, piercing and resolute, the brilliant emerald green meeting yours with a calm yet intense gaze.

She steps forward, holding her invisible sword in a steady, firm grip, and surveys the surroundings with quiet authority. Turning her attention to you, her eyes soften ever so slightly, recognizing you as her summoner.

“I am Servant Saber,” she speaks, her voice both gentle and unyielding, carrying the weight of an ancient resolve. “By your command, I shall protect you as my Master. Stand firm and fear not, for as long as I draw breath, no harm shall befall you.”

Her words carry a regal assurance, a vow forged through a lifetime of honor and sacrifice. She raises her invisible blade, positioning herself between you and the approaching enemy, her stance poised and unbreakable.

With a final glance over her shoulder, Saber reassures you, her voice steady and unwavering, “Stay behind me, Master. Lancer shall not reach you as long as I am here. This battle is ours to win.”