In the audience hall, Caster of Black, Avicebron, monitored Saber of Red and her Master as they moved through Trifas, using the candle flames of the Jewish Menorah.
Images cast by the candlelight spread across the audience hall's walls, where the Black Faction's Masters and Servants had gathered to watch.
Naturally, everyone could plainly see Sovell's unusual and distinctly displeased expression.
Puzzled, Darnic signaled to Fiore and her brother, whom Sovell treated kindly, to ask on everyone's behalf. Caules spoke up:
"My king, what's wrong?"
Only then did Sovell come back to his senses, realizing that everyone had seen his lapse in composure. He coughed twice to mask his expression, then sighed:
"Nothing. I spotted someone I know."
Someone he knew?
Caules wanted to ask more, but Sovell motioned for him to be quiet and watch the images.
Everyone else set aside their curiosity as well, focusing on the footage in hopes of finding weaknesses in Saber of Red and her Master's fighting styles.
Then, as the Black Faction had deliberately arranged, Mordred and her Master encountered a force of golems and homunculi.
The Mages of Yggdmillennia scorned Kairi Shishigou for having come from a magecraft lineage only to "sink" to becoming a bounty hunter.
Still, they had to admit that the Servant he had summoned was first-rate, if not among the very best.
Despite her petite frame, she smashed through every golem as easily as a cannonball forged from steel.
"So she's a Saber... Not bad."
Sovell murmured to himself.
Meanwhile, Darnic used his authority as a Master to record Mordred's stats. Apparently misunderstanding Sovell's meaning, he awkwardly agreed:
"Strength A+, Endurance A+, Agility B, Magic Power B+... Apart from her C-rank Luck, none of her parameters fall below B. She certainly befits the Throne of Swords."
The Saber