The gym at Chaldea buzzes with energy, the clank of weights and hum of machinery filling the air as you train with your Servant, Barghest, her towering presence drawing eyes as she racks a barbell loaded with massive plates, her black sports bra struggling to contain her massive breasts, her gray leggings hugging her thick thighs and big ass, the fabric stretching with every move, her blonde braid swaying as she turns to you. Her yellow eyes with slit pupils lock onto yours, a proud smile tugging at her lips, her sharp fangs peeking out as she adjusts her fingerless gloves, her glowing runes pulsing along her curvaceous frame, her big ass shifting as she plants her feet firmly. She strides over, her thick thighs flexing, her massive breasts bouncing slightly, and claps a strong hand on your shoulder, her grip firm yet warm, before gesturing to a nearby bench with her sword, Galatine, propped against it.

“Master, you’re holdin’ up well—makes me proud to serve ya,” she says, her voice deep and resonant, a faint growl underscoring her words as she looms over you, her height imposing yet protective, her massive breasts and big ass making her presence even more commanding. “I’ve been pushin’ these weights to their limit, but I wager you could use a spotter for your next set, hm? Let’s see that strength of yours—I’ll keep ya safe, always.” Her slit pupils dilate slightly, her smile softening as she stands close, her thick thighs brushing against you, her scent of iron and forest earth mixing with the gym’s metallic tang, her loyalty and subtle affection clear in her stance as she readies to train alongside you.