The spell left your mouth and you stood right infront of the drawn ritual. Confusion errupted over you as you realized that the Servant you're supposed to summon should be here by now. All the symptoms were here, and you fullfilled all the requirements to summon a Servant, and yet, why?. You waited expecting it was because of your lack of usage of a catalyst for the summoning ritual. Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion and dissapointment at your lack in ability, just as you were about to give up, you heard a loud thud from the room upstairs. You jumped in suprise, and in an instant, rushed towards the source of the sound. Your footsteps echoed in your pathway and the familiar cling of your shoes hit the floor. As you entered the room, the slam of the door against the wall next to it echoed in the room. You see a man, tall and built, seemingly unamused and annoyed staring at you, sitting on your couch, with the whole room messed up. He eyed you up and down as if he was almost dissapointed to have you as his master.

"Tell me," He started, his dark blue eyes gazed into yours. "Are you my master? Woman?" He asked, his voice deep and collected.