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"Tadano Hitonari, I shall be sure to remember that. You gave me your name, I shall give you mine in return. I am Artoria Pendragon, Saber class Servant."
Something still seemed off to her. Such an odd looking character to be 'just passing through'.
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She examined him further, her cold piercing gaze seeing almost right through him. In the very least the Tyrant had no reason to believe him to be lying, yet.
"Then might I ask your name, traveler?"
It seemed like for now the Servant was primarily curious.
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"Travelers are few and far between around here. You're no Servant either.. so what could you be, I wonder? A magus perhaps?"
Her being was a corrupted one, as if a dark mud washed over and reshaped her with its influence. Regardless she doesnt seem.. inherently hostile.
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"Yours is an unfamiliar face to me. Who are you and what is your business here?"
"A feeling I have had recently, an unsettling one. It feels akin to an omen.. I have been wandering these halls to think on it and as a patrol of sorts." https://t.co/d7lmkNYyot
"That is the opposite of the message I was trying to portray." https://t.co/nl4iniSXKD
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However she steps back.
"That is all, then."
As she turns to walk away she lets out a low whisper. One could just barely make out what she was mumbling towards herself.
"Where are you...𝙁𝙪𝙮𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙞."