[Lancer, Fuka Academy, Japan, Nighttime]

"At once, my master." Lancer grinned, and with one final thrust with his lance he blew open the pathway, revealing the outside with what was once the director's office. 

"...the structure was standing when I entered." Lancer grimaced. "Shame. The clock floor was rather intricate. Shame. Now, master, you had a "Natsuki" to greet?" he asked.