"Let fire and fury fuel your being.
Let legend and the sting of fear form the foundation of our contract.
Let red be the color I pay tribute to.
Let rise a howl that wind rips away!
Let your power spread to the four corners of the world, then disperse!
Let no bridge stem your path, as you prevail on the path to victory!"
"Seek to spread despair. Once...twice...
Rise from the grave! My servant!"Blood spilled from his arm and flowed onto the floor, spreading out and turning to fire as it circled and crossed paths over and over again, forming a pentagram. As power gathered in the area he felt the presence begin to form, and slowly magic gathered together, solidifying into a physical form. It started from the floor, slowly materializing upwards and piecing itself together until at last the form of the 'hero' began to appear. A grin spread across the summoner's face as a deathly cry echoed throughout the building and the light dissipated along with the ethereal fire. At the mere sight of his Servant's face, Wei began to laugh, a hand placing itself against his face.
"Yes...perfect. Ha ha ha! With you, my goals in this tournament are sure to be satisfied. No matter who stands in my path...the Holy Grail is as good as mine." A low, chilly breath replied to the new Master, an acknowledgment of his mission. There were many fools who were willing to give up their lives in order to seek the Holy Grail, and anyone who opposed him would be as good as dead.
"You...from now on, you're my Assassin. Go out to the city, and find me the Masters worthy of being eliminated by my hand. Understood?"The Servant offered it's acknowledgment again, disappearing into spirit form as it went forth. The War had begun.
