Flustered at Caster's response, Sophie snapped her mouth shut and blushed, retreating back closer towards Rider for protection. Sebastian, while he wasn't exactly offended by his sister's words, his Servant made it apparent that he should have been hurt, but his sister's reaction pained him. He curled his hand into a fist and shook with anger. He turned to his Servant smartly.

"Please stop, Caster. This is just how my sister is... and she's right. I made a dumb mistake. But, I can't take it back. I'm not stupid. I know how strong you are. I'm glad that you're my Servant, really. Out of all the Servants you're the smartest and most useful. ...So... don't think that my sister doesn't already know that. She knows you're here because I need you."

Sophie dropped her eyes in shame, "I'm sorry, Seb. I was being mean again..."

Sebastian smiled gently at his sister as he gave her a quick hug, he reached for something in his waist pocket, "Here's that gum."

Still having felt bad for what she said, she quietly took the packet and split it down the middle and gave the other half back to him. "You did buy it with your pocket money after all..."

Sophie's eyes did not meet with Caster's as she addressed her, instead, she peered consciously off to the side as her heart still stung from being admonished. "You know... You said you didn't want to think about the war for tonight, but... I think that's wrong! We could be attacked at any time... You need to watch out for Seb. He's a good magus, but he screws up all the time!"

"HEY! I DO NOT!"

Rider's cool words from behind caught her attention. Sophie placed her hand on her Servants hip reassuringly. "It's okay! My brother is pretty strong, you know! We have to work together, so be good!

Sebastian grinned broadly at everyone before pointing to the stairs, "Hehe, we have some playmates for after school too, this is awesome! Come on! Let us show you around! There's lots of rooms to hide in and stuff!"

"Hey YEAH! This is cool! Let's go play hide and seek, Seb! Rider, Caster, you guys have to find us. BYE!"

The twins giggled as they thundered up the stairs. Thumping sounds along with clunks resounded at various volumes and intensities around the expansive rooms of the mansion as the two bounded around spiritedly looking for places to hide.

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Feeling the strength of his materialisation gain speed. Berserker could feel the cold winds of the outdoors cool the plates of his armor. The chaos that greeted him, the spilled blood of mortals revitalised him. He inwardly praised his surfacing in the War for he had been calmly awaiting the day.

With bodies strewn about; many without heads, they were mere pleasantries in the eyes of this beast. His aura of coolness vibrated throughout the area without concern, seeking, searching for the energies of the others... eagerly awaiting to usurp their vitality.

The dull hum of the night continued and within it, the two stood. The heavily clad man in obsidian armour and his Master of equal repute faced one another in mutual respect.

"A Master worthy of me, I see. I am Berserker. To serve you is my pledge, my liege."

The voice did not appear to come from any particular point, but emphatically came forth from all directions as if a cone was placed around them. The sound seemed to bounce off all edges as the low tones of the Servant beat toward his Master.

A moment of further silence ensued as they both stood in ceremonious welcome. As the winds continued to howl in the gap left separating the both of them, Berserker fingered at the hilt of his sword in anticipation.

"The plan... Master."

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