Robert emerged from his claimed bed in the communal dorm. "Well, guess the time has finally arrived... Come on out, Berserker."
In a surge of prana called forth from Robert's Berserker card(found in the men's restroom of all places...), a man appeared before Robert. He was white, had short hair, and wore eyeglasses... Not really that threatening at first glance. But there was an air around him, something underneath even the Mad Enhancement that gave off a threatening aura.
"Well hello there, ol' boy! Would you happen to be my master?"
"Indeed, Berserker, I am Robert, please to meet you."
"Well that's just... Swell! Yes, swell!"
"Excellent! I'm glad we can get along so easily... But now, time to eat." Robert sat back down and opened his lunch bag.
"Where the fuck are my mashed potatoes!?!?!?"
Juan Munoz sat in the cafeteria, completely and utterly defeated. He had acquired a Berserker card a few days back(with much help from Damien) but lost it just a few hours ago.
"Jesus de Christo and Madre de Dios! I'm completely fucked! Stupido!" The students around Juan looked at him cautiously as he yelled aloud. "Senor Damien is going to kill me! Aye aye aye!"
Juan silently marched to the line to grab some food. In his sullen stupor, he tripped on some mashed potatoes some asshole had dropped on the floor. As he slid across the floor at speeds swiftly approaching Mach 5, he collided with a trash can in the corner. The half-full can was promptly spilled all over him.
"Fuck! Can this day get any worse! Will Juan Munoz's life end here!?" Juan stood up and brushed himself off. Banana peels and candy wrappers fell to the floor, but a single item caught his eye as it began floating towards the ground.
"Are you fucking serious?"
Juan bent over and picked up the Saber card, just as it activated. Juan's intended Berserker stood in front of him now, but as a saber. The tall asian man looked down at him with fierce eyes, his regal attire shining brightly in the dimly-lit cafeteria.
"You there, covered in filth... Are you my master?"
Juan nervously brushed the rest of the filth off, and took his servant's outstretched hand.
"Si, mi nombre es Juan Munoz, and you... You are Saber?"
The man smiled as the sword at his side began to glow. "Indeed I am. Now clean yourself up, master. We have much to discuss."