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Galahad didn't even notice his so-called saviours. Apparently, telling knights that they were to suffer one-thousand years dungeon, and then initiating their execution and purge was still enough to warrant them innocent. Galahad was a pretty lucky man.

He expressed his appreciation by picking up the grail, holding it, and just staring at a distance at something invisible. Maybe he needed better spectacles.

Any who touched the grail would immediately fall prey to a vision:

In it they were happy. They were a great knight, they had a family, they had riches, they had everything. In it, their greed consumed them until all they saw was how much they could have. The desire would burn at their chests and consume them until all they could think of was having more.

The grail was their salvation.

[ Bradley ]

Oh no. Oh no. That grail was a terrible idea. But it was such a good idea now that he thought about it. He could have everything. Fame. Family. Glory. All he needed was the grail. The grail was everything. The grail was life.

The grail could probably give him eternal youth if he filled it with water or something. It was all so possible.

And so very much his. He petted it gently.

"My preciousssssssss...."

[ Bradley loves his Grail guys! ]

Rei just...can't believe his eyes.

So yeah, as he prepared himself for more bloodshed, the sick knight released the cup without any resistance---but not because he came to his senses, but the crystal throne beneath him actually tried to swallow him whole.

And after some knights pried him off the crystals, he PICKED THE CUP AGAIN. WHAT IS THIS GUY, IDIOT OR JUNKIE?

As for the knights that tried to take the cup for themself, suddenly they looked like possessed by something---so if you even touched the item, you'll be charmed?

Rei took off the holster holding Shinonome across his back and smacked the cup away from the hand of the knight holding it without making a skin contact.

The stiff stance she'd been rigidly maintaining relaxed when Robert finally turned towards her, the pained expression subsiding with relief and gratitude. Her fingertips danced lightly across the back of his hand, but didn't stay, hands dropping back down to her sides as she slowly nodded in response to him.

"I speak the truth." Not always, but in this instance, she had. "A blow that rendered me unconscious. I am lacking in physical prowess, and he exploited this."

She fell silent to listen to his response to the other knight's desperation, meticulously examining each and every one of them, until she found that she was satisfied, pleased with his reply. Her own opinion differed, of course, but not enough that his was too far from it.

"Perhaps you are mistaken." She tilted her head, as if she were inspecting some intriguing, nonsensical thing. "I am not blinded. My mind is clear. I can see what is singularly important."

Her gaze flickered back to Robert, and she smiled as she reached to take his hand, before glancing toward her again.

"I am quite certain that you have overestimated my ability to care about him."

But she did, in her own way, as was apparent when she saw the number assisting him quickly double. Her breath caught in her throat, and she clenched her teeth, disbelief flooding every inch of her.

"You are the blinded ones!" she shouted, raising an accusatory finger in the direction of those who had gathered around Galahad. "Blind and deaf and dumb, led by leash to slaughter. Your allegiance is killing you. You will die at the hands of those you call your masters, and will never have known any better. You are all foolish! This will bring the end upon you!"

As the knight he smacked the cup from earlier brandished his weapon, a scythe against him Rei took a safe distance and chased the item, lying around at the ground. It's all this item's fault!

Using the nodachi as a club he again hammered the cursed item away, far away from any knight's reach.

Ooops.
It landed on the black crystal throne that was eating on Galahad.

As soon as his fingers closed around the goblet, he had a feeling, a bad feeling deep in his gut, as his vision began to twist -

Szczeosny stood tall, armed with a sacred sword at his hip and the goblet in his raised hand. He was clad in violet robes and polished armor, the new great knight of the serpent now that Mordred had been deposed. His family gathered around him at the table, all three children (two with black hair, one with curly blonde), and his wife, princess of a far-off kingdom.

They were happy together; they were rich, and successful. His youngest daughter clambered onto his knee and babbled at his weapon. He had everything here...

And yet, he wanted more. And from his throne at Camelot, peering into the waters of the grail, he could set his sights on the next conquest. They would conquer it all, build a new empire, a better one. The name of the Great King would fade into history like a drop of ink into the vast ocean, while his name would live on, forever --

He was still staring down at his daughter when the cup was pried from his hand. He jolted from his trance. Where did she go? Where did it all go?

Where was the grail.

The power of it had reduced him to something more animal than human. He It eclipsed every uncertain, amnesiac motivation he had. This was something. Not a past, but a future, one he wanted more desperately than anything he had ever known in this rotting castle. Why did it matter to him what they did to each other? It was so fleeting. So pointless. They could kill each other until none remained, for all he cared. So long as he had the grail, he would find his happiness...

He heard a distant clang, and whipped his head around, practically snarling. There! In the debris of the throne. He threw himself at the ground beside the still-dazed Galahad, and sifted through the shattered crystal. He could feel a few sharp stings as sliced into his hands, but it didn't matter, because he had it. He had the grail. Everything was okay.

Still kneeling in the remains of the throne, he could finally address the screams of a somewhat familiar voice.

"You're the one who's going to die." He laughed, like it was the most hysterical joke he'd ever told. He held the goblet in front of him, entranced. "Galahad was right, you know. You will all perish in madness. It doesn't matter what you do. I've seen it for myself."

[ Entering from Corridor of Fire ]

As Shayne felt Camilla'shand left his wrist, a dark and ominous began to cover them to a point that he couldn't see what's in front of him. "Camilla? Camillai?! Where are you. Camilla?!" The redheaded boy began to call out over and over. However, there wasn't any typed of replied from the cheerful girl. "What a failure little wimp." an older male voice called out behind him. As Shayne turned around, he could make out a shadow figure standing behind him. "Psst, Protecting Lady Camilla and her family. Oh please! That job should have gone to me, Shayne" The older male voiced added in a smug voice. "You aren't fit to carry the name of the McQueen! You are just my younger little brother that's nothing more' then a sobbing kicked puppy." The male voice kept on specking. "I-It isn't true!" Shayne finally told the shadow figure. "I have every right to carry our name and protect Camilla! Yeah, I might not be brave and I might be timidly wimp at times. However, real bravery is overcoming true fear. Which I am doing to protecting Camilla and Camelot!" The redheaded boy add. "Whatever! It still isn't fair one bit. It's all your fault that you come into the picture! If you weren't timidly scary cat and a loveable goofball. Camilla would with me!" The shadow figure cut Shayne off. "I'm sorry! I know you kept saying how much you like Camilla. However, we just friends nothing more or nothing less!" Shayne began to fussed back. "Yeah right! You always get everything and I get nothing. Like how you get to live and I didn't!" The Shadow figure yelled as it fade away and leaving a deep painful feeling in his stomach. After the fog fade away as away. He could see Camilla. "Camilla!" Shayne yelled as he ran towards her. "Are you okay?" He asked.