Your spell’s reverberations fill the somber room with noise while your magic circle glows a deathly red. In mere seconds thereafter the room is conquered by darkness, leaving nothing but shivers that crawl up the length of your spine. Eventually the light is beginning to return but theres tall man now standing inches away from you.

“Assassin-class Servant. I heard your call from the shadows.”

Hassan says with his cloak swaying as if it’s being controlled by an unknown wind.