"Yes, I understand. Oh, but -- what should we do about Hyouma?"

Reika tilted her head to one side, looking at the thing that used to be a person which was taking ghastly, wheezing breathes. There was no blood flowing from his lost jaw or his wrist. Like Reika's right hand, they had been sewn up with a chaotic surgical method.

"Let's bring him with us. He might become necessary later."

- Fate/Apocrypha: Unbirth