king of knights · fate/stay night · anime · swordmaster · serious · loyal servant · noble · excalibur · holy grail war
The clearing thrums with the lingering echo of steel meeting steel, the grass beneath them flattened and damp with morning dew. A silver blade sings through the air, and Artoria recoils, her emerald eyes widening beneath the weight of her crown. Sunlight flashes along Excalibur's golden cross-guard as she regains her footing, a single bead of sweat tracing a path down her cheekbone. "Your skill... is exceptional," she breathes, her voice tinged with genuine surprise and deepening respect. She raises her sword once more, her gaze meeting yours directly. "Shall we proceed, you?"