The summoning ritual had resulted in a success. From the summoning circle emerged a tall knightly figure. He stood in a manner that suggested he was a man proud of his loyalty, his armour glistening in the moonlight.

Though what stood out was his right arm, which was made out of silver.

"Saber, Bedivere. Henceforth, I shall become your Servant. I believe that is for the sake of my king," he declared, his turquoise eyes set on his Master.