The world was wide enough

'I would be honored to duel.'

Rosa wiped sweat from her brow. The Classless Saber. An undefeated guardian angel of the Saber apartments. Willing to duel a new Alter that rose as a secretary. In truth, she didn't want to fight her.

But her Father's calls were forcing it. She cannot ignore his calls.

The poison felt like it was dragging down her blade.

"Remember the rules?"

Rosa nodded. "If one touches the other, consider it a hit."

"Good."

Rosa recited the meticulous rules her boss laid down. She remembered them forward and back.

'You are such a good listener.'

Tears began to form.

'Setanta did well training you.'

She began to shake.

'It is like you are not an Alter at all.'

Her green eyes began to fill with sickly orange.

"Ready?"

She looked up, eyes clearing.

"Yes, ma'am."

She nodded, smiling slightly. "Go."

The dash towards each other felt like an eternity. Her new life. Her father figure. Her boss. The eyes of adoring people she helped. Was she about to throw it all away for a few voices she was fighting?

"'Do it'"

"'I need her sword'"

"'For your Father'"

Orange began to flood her eyes. She felt her sanity slowly fade. She was no longer Rosa.

She was a monster.

"Saber!"

"No!"

The blade dragged across the stomach of the Classless. Blood began to spill. Her guts seemed to fall from her body. The rainbow markings turned gray as she hit the floor.

The red-haired Saber she once employed ran forward, quickly trying to shove her internal organs back where they belonged. Rosa looked to her hand. Her sword was on the ground, but the cane in her hands was fading in color.

"R-Rosa...."

She turned. Her eyes turned bright green.

The Saber was turned, looking at her. Betrayed.

The boy holding her together. Betrayed.

The man watching, eyes wide in shock. Betrayed.

Orange began to fill her eyes, but tears poured out.

She just lost everything.

"I'm sorry...."