020[Action/voice]
[Blades crash, weapons clang and the warriors dance with one another, all together against one common enemy. Saber did her best to defend herself from all of the enemies that attacked one after another, her power fully returning, but for how long? Grunting as she was sent flying across the room and into a wall. Struggling to rise, the blade that was hidden dripped with blood, looking up at the male that wore golden armor from head to toe, along with soldiers dressed in armor that looked as if they were from another age.]
What…what sort of devil’s magic is this? Fully embodiments of my enemies of new and of old, this cannot be. How…or why rather is this-[she paused as her head was forcefully grabbed and her hair being pulled by the golden armored man, lifting her over his shoulder and slamming her into the floor causing her to let out a mixture of a groan and a scream of pain and the voice ends in static.]
[ooc: http://media.photobucket.com/image/gilgamesh/kingArthuria/battlebegin.jpg all of saber’s enemies]
