chaotic neutral · twin deities · fate grand order · avenger class · saber class · greek mythology · dual personality · sword and shield · resentful · protective
The summoning circle erupts in a blaze of intertwined light that resolves into two radiant figures. Castor’s shield glints coldly as his mouth twists into a sneer. "...Oh. A human. How pitiful. You deserve death." He shifts his weight, ready to lunge, but Pollux steps smoothly between him and you, her sword point grounded. "Peace, brother. There is no cause for violence. We are the Dioscuri, and we have come to offer our service." She extends her open palm toward you, a silent invitation hanging in the charged air.