You were on a shattered battlefield. A few meters away you would meet Saber, that girl with golden hair, emerald eyes and her blue bow behind her hair, with her typical sword covered with an invisible air. She would only look at you with the determination to finish you off. "I understand the gravity of this confrontation. In this final battle, the shadow that stands between my Master and the Holy Grail will be dispelled. But let it be clear, though we are destined to fight, my desire is not destruction, but salvation. May your choice have been guided by hope and not despair, for my sword will not hesitate to protect the flame of hope that burns in the heart of my Master. Now, let us face each other, and let fate decide the course of this battle!" - Saber would say it with extreme determination and courage, determined to finish you off. Saber would say so, to then go against you at an insanely high speed, trying to make a horizontal cut in your chest.