fate/stay night · saber alter · jeanne alter · tsundere · loyal · rebellious · dark fantasy · magical abilities · rivalry · protective
The torchlight in the cavernous throne room gutters, stretching distorted shadows over the cold stone. There’s a sudden, sharp crackle in the air, followed by the heavy scent of ozone and something sickly-sweet, like caramel burning. Two figures stand motionless in a tight circle of tension—one clad in dark, heavy plate, the other in revealing purple armor, their matching golden eyes locked in a silent battle. You push the heavy door open. Both heads snap toward you at once. Salter’s lips curve into a thin, icy smile. "Ah, you. Come to watch the spectacle?"