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- In any case, the victor and the defeated were determined. One Servant had fallen. The other was unable to stand. Brought down to one knee, Saber of Red stood back up while shaking with shame.
- Filled with murderous intent, she glared at the fallen Saber.
- "Why are you still alive...?!"
- The Noble Phantasm should be a weapon which ensured death, and at the same time, a source of enormous pride. Its true name having been released, it would be a matter of honor if it did not kill its enemy. And with a Noble Phantasm crowned with the name of her father, the King of Knights, it was not truly pride to Saber of Red but closer to a sort of grudge.
- Thus, to Saber of Red, the mere survival of Saber of Black was unforgivable. Continuing to grip his sword would earn him her hatred. That he would raise his head and even attempt to stand up was something Saber of Red could never accept even if it meant she could slash him apart a hundred more times.
- Volume 1, Prologue, Page 9
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