@TheSakuraSaber An awful groan, and hands throw upwards in frustration was all Lancelot had to respond with. The hulking suit of armor began to walk towards the entrance of the Matou Manor.
Thankfully, the neighbors had gotten used to him. Seeing as he never vanished, even when asked to.
@KingOfTheRound@FalseMatou@ChasingIdeals +wasn't much for words, as his Master had introduced. But the Berserker seemed far less. . . Berserking. Though Hatred and Ultimate Sadness coursed through his Spirit Origin, Lancelot seemed surprisingly calm for his maddened state. Offering nothing but an eerie, guttural growl.+
❝My magic was taught to me directly by the goddess Hecate. You and I are on different levels.❞
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Stir and whisk, knead and fold. It was quite the sight to behold!
This lumbering suit of armor was as dextrous as ever. Even the expert Shirou couldn't compete whatsoever.
The clock had struck twelve, and Santa was soon to come. But the Matou's had cake, prepared by one.
For all those within the Matou Manor, yet not a peep nor a sound.
T'was the Knight before Christmas yet not a single soul around. But for one Knight of the Round, often mistaken for a Corrupt Hound.
Presence Concealment muting his step, Crest Worms no longer the only secret kept.
Silently toiling on a busy kitchen counter had Lancelot done, for hours and hours as the Matous enjoyed their 'Family Fun'.
But closer and closer did Christmas near, almost too soon did Lancelot fear. His surprise to those he had held dear, he needs to kick it into High Gear!
❝A genius… swordsman? Hmm, that was not my intent, but, in general, sword fighting is all about fighting spirit.❞
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