"If he dies, the Command Spells will disappear as well. That would be a waste, so we should keep it around, we think."

"That's true. I don't want to be hurt... but I don't to waste anything, either.

Well, would you please?"

"Yep, okay. We're not too good at transplant operations, but we'll do our best."

For whatever reason, Reika felt like stroking the head of the bashful Jack. The girl accepted it happily.

* * * * *
The transfer took an hour.

Despite the fact that it had been cut off, Hyouma wept in anguish when the Command Spells were forcibly torn off. Was his sense of pain still connected? Or was it from his despair that his qualification as a Master in the Grail War -- that his aspiration had been lost to him?

In either case, Hyouma had just lost his last chance to survive.

- Fate/Apocrypha: Unbirth