A/N: While I suppose this chapter could go by itself, it really plays off the ending of chapter 11. So if you didn't read the ENTIRE chapter, I suggest you go back and do so; as in, beyond the author's note.

"Well now," Rias began, her cheek noticeably twitching. "Would someone please explain to me why there are three fallen angels sitting in our clubroom?"

Issei laughed nervously when everyone turned to stare at him as though it were his fault. 'Damn you, Azazel,'

The damnable Governor had sent him a cheeky message along with his new charges, stating 'There's no safer place than in your custody, after all! xD'. Emoticon included.

"We've been placed under Issei-sama's protective custody," Calawarner replied smoothly. Rias raised an eyebrow at her new found respect but didn't comment on it.

"Each of us has taken on a binding contract," Yuuma continued. "While we are in his custody we must follow Ise-kun's every order."

"And if we don't…" Mittelt pointed at a black leather collar around her neck. A glance showed Yuuma and Calawarner sporting similar collars. "Issei-sama just has to say the word and these things will take our heads off in a gory explosion."

"And you simply chose to leave yourselves at the mercy of a devil?" Rias asked. They seemed to hesitate for a moment.

"It was either that or be imprisoned," Calawarner said after a while. "Our comrade, Dohnaseek chose that option. Raynare chose to return here. Mittelt and I simply followed her."

"Is that so?"

"I assure you, we'll be causing no trouble here," the woman continued. "Our orders are to lay low and do as Issei-sama says."

Rias was silent for a while before speaking up. "Very well," she conceded. "But be aware that we'll be watching you closely. May I ask for your names?"

"You'd be a fool not to," Calawarner nodded. "And my name is Calawarner. I've been placed here as a world history teacher. I am also Issei-sama's new homeroom teacher."

"Mittelt," the blonde angel said, examining her nails in a bored manner. "I'll be a first year here."

"She's in our class," Morgiana spoke up. Koneko nodded in confirmation.

"My true name is Raynare," the black-haired angel introduced herself. "But I'm going by Amano Yuuma for the time being."

"A-Ano!" Chiho stuttered. "A-Are you really Issei-san's girlfriend?"

Yuuma smirked as she held Issei's hand. "Why, yes, I am."

Issei felt a chill ride up his spine as his female servants turned to glare at him. Meanwhile, Chiho seemed to deflate. "O-Oh…"

"Ara, you may be the official girlfriend," Tamamo conceded. "But I'd say you're still dead-last at the moment."

"Eh?" Chiho seemed confused but Yuuma simply scowled. "What do you mean, Tamamo-san?"

The fox-girl grinned mischievously. "Why, Master is a hot-blooded male, after all." she giggled. "And we, his beautiful and ever-so-willing servants have been with him for a very long time..."

"Huh?"

"Devils aren't exactly known for celibacy or monogamy, girl," Yuuma scowled. "So… all of them?"

"At least once," Issei admitted sheepishly as Chiho seemed to hyperventilate. "With Morgiana being the exception."

"Actually…" Tamamo said with a sly grin. Morgiana went red, making Issei's heart quicken.

"It was right after you went out drinking with Azazel," Mordred seemed to enjoy seeing the look on her master's face. "In New Orleans; Mardi Gras, remember? Don't worry, she didn't mind. Judging by the sounds we heard, anyway. Man, that was wild."

Issei slowly curled into a fetal position, his face pale. "I really am a siscon…" he whispered as he rocked himself back and forth. Yuuma let out a sigh.

"I understand that I won't be the only girl in your life," she said softly, returning Issei's attention back to her. "…just… don't forget about me, okay?"

He smiled at her, slinging an arm around her shoulders and hugging her to his side. "After everything you put me through, woman?" Issei said teasingly as her face broke into a blush. "Not a chance."

"I don't believe it…" Chiho muttered. "Issei-san has a harem…?"

"It's actually quite common, Chiho," Rias nodded. "Ever since the Evil Piece system was put into place, it's become common for high-class devils to be intimate with their servants."

"Wait…" the brown-haired girl blushed. "Does that mean that you and Kiba-san…?"

"Yuuto?" Rias raised an eyebrow. "No. He's too virtuous for that. But Akeno and I have… experimented more than once."

"Ara, ara," Akeno said, placing her hands on her cheeks. "Buchou, you're making me blush."

"B-B-Buchou and A-Akeno-san?!" Chiho stammered, her face completely red. "B-Buchou, are you sure that we didn't…"

"Yes, I'm sure," Rias giggled at her. The brown-haired girl sighed in relief.

"Then I still have a chance…" she muttered. "I might have to settle for concubine though… Mou, my youth romantic comedy is wrong, as I expected…"

"Did you say something?"

"Nothing!"

"Anyway," Rias began in an amused tone. "I think I know someone who will be very happy about all this."

Just then, the door opened and a familiar blonde-haired girl stepped through. "I'm so sorry, Buchou-san!" she cried. "I got lost on my way here and –"

Asia froze as her eyes landed on Yuuma who waved at her sheepishly. "Hi, Asia - Oof!"

"Yuuma-san!" the nun cried, latching onto her friend. "I missed you so much!"

"It's only been a day, Asia," the black-haired girl smiled, rubbing the blonde's back. "But I'm happy to see you, too."

"A-Are you here to stay?" Asia asked hopefully. Yuuma patted her head.

"I am," she nodded.

"Asia will be attending here as a second year starting Monday," Rias began. "But unfortunately we currently have nowhere for her to stay and I can't just let her live by herself. Issei-kun, would you be willing to board her until I can figure out a solution?"

"Well, I don't exactly mind," Issei said hesitantly. "So long as it's temporary...You don't mind sleeping on a futon, do you, Asia?"

"No, not at all!" the blonde girl exclaimed quickly. Issei nodded and turned to Yuuma.

"That reminds me, where will the three of you be staying?" he asked. "At the church?"

"We're supposed to be in your custody," Calawarner said bluntly. "Of course we'll be staying with you."

"Oh, hell no!" Mordred snapped. "Our place is crowded enough as it is!"

"Well, those are our orders," the older woman retorted. "It's not for us to decide."

Issei sighed, rubbing the bridge of his nose. "You can stay there temporarily," he allowed. "But we'll have to find a better solution than that." He glanced at his watch. "Anyway, I've got work in about an hour. We'll show you to our apartment." He stood along with his servants and the fallen. "Everyone, we'll see you on Monday."

"I'll drop off Asia tomorrow, Issei-kun," Rias said. "Right after Chiho's morning training."

"Oh, finally starting your training, eh?" Issei asked. Chiho flushed.

"Yeah, after the incident with the exorcist I realized just how much I need to improve," the brown-haired girl said. "Anyway, I'll see you at work later, Issei-san!"

Issei nodded at her and exited with his servants not far behind him.

"This is where you live?" Calawarner asked incredulously as they stepped inside the tiny apartment.

Mittelt glared at Yuuma. "What the hell did you drag us into?" The black-haired girl merely flushed in embarrassment.

"At least Phoenix-san managed to get our kotatsu back," Ashiya remarked as he began making tea. Issei twitched at the reminder of what had been dubbed 'The Cardboard Box Incident'.

"That reminds me, how are things going concerning our financial status?" he asked the black-haired ninja.

"Well, we're not in debt anymore," Suzuki offered. Issei sighed.

"I suppose that's better than nothing," he muttered as he plopped down at the kotatsu. He looked up at the fallen angels who were shuffling about awkwardly. "Well, regretting your decision?"

"A bit," Mittelt muttered. Calawarner was silent.

"I wanted to ask you something…" she said after a while. "When Azazel-sama asked the four of us what we wanted to do… Dohnaseek… He seemed terrified of you. Why is that?"

Issei sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose for a moment. "That's… a bit of a story, actually," he said, glancing at his watch. "One I don't really have time to tell. I've got work right now."

"Will you tell us when you get back?" Yuuma asked. Issei nodded.

"I suppose you of all people deserve to know, Yuuma," he said. "Ashiya, Tamamo, hold down the fort until I return."

"Understood." They replied as he made his way out the door.

"Thanks for your work, Hyoudou," the manager called out. "We'll take it from here. You can head home now."

"Thanks, boss," Issei called back. He waved goodbye to Chiho, who still had another hour to go before her shift was over. "See you, Chiho,"

"Bye, Issei-san!" The brown-haired boy made his way out of the restaurant, his expression changing the moment he crossed the threshold. He had felt someone watching him as he worked, but unlike Yuuma, this person made sure to carefully conceal their pressence.

He made his way to a secluded alleyway and called out. "I know you're there," he said sternly. "Come out."

"I'm surprised you noticed me," a feminine voice remarked. His eyes widened and he nearly groaned. He certainly recognized that voice. "I was sure I hid myself."

"You did," Issei said begrudgingly as a tall girl stepped forward. "It was more of an intuitive feeling than anything else." He let out a sigh. "I see you found me yet again, Emilia."

"It is my duty to keep watch on you, Maou," the girl retorted coolly. "And my name is Yusa Emi in this country. Remember it."

Though she looked different from the last time he saw her, it was indeed Emilia Justina, his self-proclaimed 'arch-nemesis'. Her once silver hair was now a deep fuchsia color that reached her waist and a single braid hung from the right side of her face. Her eyes remained the same greenish-gold that he remembered, however and were currently narrowed as she glared at him.

Her outfit consisted of a grey vest over a white dress shirt with a violet bow-tie around her collar. She wore a brown skirt and a pair of black pumps, though it appeared she wasn't quite used to them yet, if the way she was teetering precariously was any indication.

Sensing two more people approaching, he looked behind her to see her usual entourage approaching as well. One was a woman, shorter than Emilia but still maintaining a more mature appearance than the redhead. Her long, midnight blue-hair was tied into a ponytail on the left side of her head using a kanzashi hairpin with a red flower ornament. Her icy blue eyes starred at him demurely, but he knew that behind the façade were the eyes of a trained warrior.

She currently wore a midnight blue kimono with a yellow obi. Issei had no idea why she was wearing a kimono in this weather but he wasn't going to comment on it.

Standing next to her was a blonde girl who looked remarkably similar to Mordred. Though considering the fact that Mordred was a homunculus clone of this girl, it wasn't very surprising.

Unlike Mordred, who kept her hair in a messy ponytail, this girl kept her hair in a neat bun. And while Mordred's bright green eyes were fierce and challenging, this girls eyes were calm and stern. Her outfit consisted of a white, long-sleeved blouse tucked into a long blue skirt. A blue ribbon was tied around her collar and black leggings covered her legs, leaving no skin exposed. On her feet was a pair on nondescript brown boots.

Overall, despite their uncannily similar physical appearance, she looked like the complete and utter opposite of Mordred.

"Crestia," he greeted. "Saber."

"I go by Suzuno here," the kimono-clad woman corrected. The blonde girl merely nodded at him in greeting. Issei looked back at Emi and sighed. His weary appearance melted as he pointed at her accusingly.

"We had to flee the country because of you!" he growled. The redhead flushed; whether in anger or embarrassment, he didn't know.

"Your stupid doll provoked me!" Emi retorted angrily.

"So you destroyed the city?!" Issei demanded.

"She wouldn't hold still!"

"That's no excuse!"

Suzuno and Saber glanced around, looking increasingly embarrassed as people passing by began to stare at their escalating argument.

"How long have you been stalking me now?" Issei shouted. "And you still blow my cover over the smallest of things!"

"Stalking?!" Emi cried hysterically. "I've have not been stalking you!"

"Oh, sorry," He deadpanned. "You've just been following me everywhere I go. Usually without informing me,"

"Shut up!"

"Or what?" he asked tauntingly. "You'll pull your holy sword on me? Don't. I rather like living in this city."

"I don't need a holy sword to take you down!" Emi growled, retrieving a small knife from her pocket.

Issei paused for a moment.

"That knife," he muttered. "I recognize it. It's from the 100-Yen Store!"

Emi flushed in embarrassment. "A blade is still a blade!" she said weakly. "But regardless, it'll be a piece of cake to deal with a lowly burger-flipping demon!"

"Then come at me, Hundred-Yen-Hero!"

With a shriek of rage, she did so.

Back at the appartment, Ashiya suddenly sat up in alarm, his eyes wide. "Oh, no!" he cried, catching everyone's attention. He rushed towards the kitchen, where their dinner was boiling furiously, and turned off the stove. "That was close," he sighed in relief. "We can't afford to let any food go to waste."

"Cucumbers again, hurrah," Tamamo muttered bitterly.

"My God," Mittelt whined. "Why did we come here again? I honestly think prison would have been better!"

"Because Raynare wanted to be with her boyfriend," Calawarner quipped.

"So it's all her fault!"

Meanwhile, the black-haired angel bit her lip and glanced at the digital clock sitting on the kitchen counter. "Ise-kun's awfully late, isn't he?"

"So, why were you fighting back there?" the police officer asked as he sat across from the four of them.

"I had to defeat him," Emi answered, pointing at Issei as he leaned back in his chair, a scowl etching his face.

"…defeat…?" the officer repeated. He heaved a sigh and turned to the redhead. "Alright, now listen. Regardless of what your boyfriend did, pulling a knife on him is going too far."

"My… boyfriend…?" Emi repeated incredulously. Issei leaned towards her.

"He thinks it was a lover's quarrel," he whispered casually. The redhead grit her teeth and stood.

"We are not in a relationship!" she snapped, pointing her finger at Issei and accidentally poking him in the eye.

"Fucking hell!"

"Listen, I know you're angry that your boyfriend cheated on you with these two..." the officer began patiently, gesturing towards Suzuno and Saber.

"WHAT?" the kimono-clad woman demanded. "I have had no such relations with this man!"

Saber nodded in agreement, her face flushed. "Neither have I!"

"Well, whatever it is that happened between you," the officer sighed. "If you want to break up, you need to talk it through like adults."

The poor fool truly had no idea of the impending explosion he was about to face.

"So just stay calm and talk about it, okay?" he said with a bright smile. "Maybe you can even get back together!"

"Thanks for picking us up, Ashiya," Issei sighed as they stepped through the door.

"So this is the Devil's Palace?" Suzuno questioned as she looked around.

"Great, these clowns have finally showed up," Mordred growled. She glared at the blonde girl in particular, who shuffled about awkwardly.

"For someone who's been stalking Master for so long, I'm surprised it took her this long to find us," Tamamo remarked.

"I have not been stalking him!" Emi shouted. Tamamo ignored her and turned towards Morgiana.

"Ne, Morg-chan," she began. "You've been with Master the longest. How long has she been stalking him?"

The shorter girl shrugged. "She was stalking him since before I met him," she admitted. "You'd have to ask Uncle Ashiya."

"She's been doing it since the day we went into exile," Ashiya offered as Emi let out a sound of strangled frustration.

"What are you talking about?" Yuuma asked in confusion. "Who are these people?"

Issei sighed. "It has to deal with why Dohnaseek was frightened of me," he said. "It's about who we really are."

"Who you really are?"

"I'm far older than you think I am," He began.

"Well, we're no spring chickens either," Mittelt remarked. "I'm already twenty two. Raynare is close to thirty and Cal is nearly a century old by now."

"You're still children in most of our eyes," Tamamo said. "Suzuki is the youngest of Master's servants and she's nearly two hundred years old."

"Many of us here have very recognizable names," Issei continued. He gestured towards Mordred and Saber.

"This is Molly Knight. You may have heard of her under the name Mordred Pendragon." He said as the blonde merely smirked at their stunned expressions. "And this is Arturia Pendragon, better known as King Arthur."

"I gave up that name when I lost my kingdom," the other blonde said sternly. "I am Saber now. Nothing more, nothing less."

"Wait, didn't Mordred and Arthur hate each other?" Mittelt asked in confusion. "And they're just sitting here together? Not only that, weren't they both men?"

Mordred scoffed, catching Saber's attention. "Mordred…"

"Save it," the younger girl said bitterly. Saber could only look at her helplessly.

"And this is Morgiana," Issei continued, breaking the awkward silence that had descended on them. "A well known figure in the Middle East. You may have heard of her from the tale of Alibaba and the Forty Thieves." He gestured towards Tamamo. "This is Tamamo-no-Mae, the first nine-tailed fox and a well-known folktale here in Japan."

"This is Kamazuki Suzuno," he said, gesturing to the kimono-clad woman. "Better known as Crestia Bell."

"I've heard of her," Calawarner said, glancing at the woman warily. "Isn't she supposed to be one of the church's strongest exorcists?"

"Indeed," Suzuno intoned but didn't comment further.

"And you're just sitting here with a bunch of devils and fallen angels?" Mittelt raised an eyebrow.

"My only concern at this point is assisting Emi-dono in keeping watch on Issei-dono," the exorcist said.

"And why is one of the church's strongest exorcists watching you, Ise-kun?" Yuuma asked, staring at him intently. "Who are you exactly?"

"I'm getting there," he sighed. He gestured towards Emi.

"My name is Emilia Justina," she said simply. The three fallen angel's jaws nearly dropped.

"E-Emilia Justina?" Calawarner stammered. "The First Exorcist?"

"Isn't she supposed to be-" Mittelt was cut off as eight pure white wings erupted from Emi's back.

"Half-angel?" the redhead questioned as her wings retracted. "Yes. I am."

"I don't believe it…" Yuuma whispered. "The daughter of Michael? And she's been stalking you?"

"I have not been stalking him!"

"Who are you?" Calawarner demanded. Issei ignored her in favor of introducing his final servant.

"This is Shirou Ashiya," he said as the white-haired man bowed politely. "You should know him well, for he was once one of your own. His true name is Alciel."

Silence descended upon them. "I-I'm sorry," Mittelt said as she began cleaning her ear. "Did you just say… Alciel? As in the Alciel, one of the great angel generals that followed Lucifer when he descended into Hell?"

"The very same," Issei nodded.

"But that's not possible!" Calawarner shouted, leaping to her feet. "Alciel only served the Demon King! Only Satan has the power to command him! Who are you?!"

"It's simple," Issei said as Tamamo and Ashiya began crafting a nullification barrier around their apartment. "My name is Satan. Nice to meet you."

They didn't even have the chance to reply before an overwhelming presence flooded their senses. The last thing any of them saw was a pair of ram-like horns and cloven hooves before they blacked out.

Yuuma groaned as she blinked her eyes open. The sounds of an argument drew her attention and she turned to see Issei arguing with that Emi woman.

"They weren't ready for that!" the redhead snapped.

"They wouldn't have believed me otherwise!" he retorted. He glanced to his right and saw Yuuma waking up. "Ah, Yuuma!" he rushed over to her. "Are you okay?"

The black-haired girl merely starred at him in mute shock for several moments. An understandable reaction. It wasn't everyday you found out your boyfriend was one of the most powerful beings in the universe.

"Yuuma?"

"I, y-you-You're…" the girl stuttered. Behind her, Calawarner and Mittelt were beginning to stir.

"I'm Satan, yes," he said this as though he were talking about the weather.

"B-But I thought Satan was dead!" Yuuma squeaked.

"Most of the world believes that to be true," Issei nodded. "I went into hiding after the death of God because I'd been severely weakened."

There was silence for several moments.

"Issei-sama," Ashiya said. "I do not believe they were aware of God's death."

"Eh?" Issei blinked and turned to see the three fallen angels looking faint once again. "Uh, surprise?"

THUD!

"So… you've been in hiding because you want to maintain peace?" Yuuma asked for clarification. After the three woke up they'd finally managed to get through their explanation without any further interruptions.

Issei nodded. "Indeed. While the current ceasefire is tentative at best, it's still better than all out war."

"I still can't believe it…" Calawarner muttered. "God is… dead…?"

"As dead as He can be," Issei nodded. They looked at him in confusion. "True, His physical existence has perished and He can no longer interfere with the world, but He lives on in spirit. So long as his followers have faith, He will live on within their hearts."

"But still…" Mittelt said, her voice unsure. "To think He was even capable of dying… It would destroy nations and cause entire systems of thinking to collapse."

"War would run rampant," Issei nodded. "In both the human world and the supernatural world. Which is exactly why Heaven is keeping His death a secret."

"So if God is dead, who leads Heaven?" Yuuma asked curiously.

"The archangel Michael," Emi replied. "My father."

"Azazel was disappointed," Issei remarked. "Ever since he became the center of Heaven, he hasn't really had time to hang out with us."

"E-Excuse me?" Yuuma asked in shock.

"Oh, yeah," Tamamo said offhandedly. "Those three actually get along pretty well. Remember the last time they went drinking together?"

Issei winced. "Ah, yes," he muttered. "Michael can't really hold his liquor."

"If I remember correctly, he ended up streaking through half of Manhattan before you managed to subdue him." Ashiya remarked.

"Yes, I apologize for my father's behavior," Emi bowed. "It was unacceptable."

"I'd rather deal with Michael's streaking than your destruction any day," Issei mumbled. A vein popped up on Emi's forehead.

"Well I don't exactly enjoy your company either, Maou!" she snapped. The redhead jumped to her feet. "Saber, Suzuno, we're leaving! Remember, Maou! Your head belongs to me! So make sure some no-name loser doesn't take it before I do!"

With a mighty 'humph' she turned and walked out the door. Saber bowed to them. "I apologize for her behavior," she said. "It was unacceptable."

"Saber, who's side are you on?!" The blonde ignored her and bowed to them again.

"Goodbye," With that the three girls took their leave.

Mordred glanced at her nails in a bored manner. "Three,"

"Two," Tamamo sighed.

"One." Morgiana said quietly.

They were rewarded by the sounds of someone falling down the stairs, followed by a series of muffled curses. A knock at the door prompted Ashiya to answer.

The door was opened, revealing Saber standing before them with an embarrassed look on her face. "Can we stay here for the night?"

"Told you," Chachazero's voice could be heard in the background. "She's a fucking klutz."

Issei sighed. It was going to be a long and uncomfortable night.

A/N: Well, that was the biggest character dump in the fic so far. Emi finally arrives with Suzuno and Saber in tow! What hijinks await us now? After last chapter's melodrama, I felt that some lighthearted humor was due.

Remember to check my profile for character reference. Not just new characters either. For those who haven't noticed, I've been adding new images for older characters as well, mostly Tamamo and Mordred, since they seem so popular but the others have received updates as well.

Emilia Justina/Yusa Emi - (Hataraku Maou-sama/The Devil is a Part-Timer!) The daughter of Michael, Emi has been chasing Satan since the days of the Great War. When she saw that Satan had lost his power, she saw this as her chance to finally slay the great Demon King. But she soon found that her own power had been significantly weakened in the final battle against the Three Factions. Unable to slay Satan, she merely kept watch on him. But as she continued to watch him, she found that he acted nothing like she expected he would. The devil was actually an honest, hardworking and kind person who leant his aid to those who needed it.

She continued to keep watch on him, even to this day. She claims that it is to be prepared for the day that he finally resumes his evil ways, but that day has yet to come and the two have often been forced to work together in the past in order to overcome an obstacle. When asked why she doesn't give up, she claims it is her duty alone to slay the King. But is there more to her reasons for following him?

Crestia Bell/Kamazuki Suzuno - (Hataraku Maou-sama/The Devil is a Part-Timer!) Raised by the church, Suzuno knew little about the outside world until she met Emi. She had been ordered by a high-ranking bishop to slay the Demon King, Satan. When she discovered that Emi shared this goal, she immediately offered her assistance. Startled by her exuberance, Emi agreed. But just like Emi before her, she was confused by the devil's actions. He acted nothing like she had been taught. She still had her orders, however, and so she attempted to assassinate him.

She was stopped by Emi, of all people. Emi insisted that it would be morally wrong for them to kill him unless he returned to his evil ways. Angry and confused, she confronted Satan, who asked her what she believed in. Herself or her orders? He knew of her past. He knew that she had been ordered to assassinate any and all that were deemed heretics. She chose to believe in herself and she was correct. The bishop that ordered her was excommunicated for for crimes against humanity, leaving her to continue as she wished. She chose to follow Emi, who had been the only person who had been honest with her.

Sadie Knight/Saber/Arturia Pendragon - (Fate/stay night) - Arturia drew Caliburn from the stone at age 16 and became the King of Britain. Of course, having a woman on the throne was unacceptable during her time, so she disguised herself as a man. She eventually founded the kingdom of Camelot and established her Knights of the Round Table. She asked her cousin Guinevere to pose as her queen and the two ruled Camelot for many years with Arturia as its eternally youthful king.

Eventually, she was approached by one of her knights, Mordred, who explained her past. Arturia was shocked by Mordred's past. Unsure of how to treat the girl, she decided to treat her as she always had; as a knight. She explained that Mordred could not be king in the best way she could, but it seemed that Mordred had misunderstood her. The knight stormed out of the castle and left Camelot only to return years later with an army of barbarians at her back.

Arturia was forced to slay Mordred atop a hill of swords. Her kingdom had been destroyed. Her friends were dead. Excalibur had been broken and her... daughter was dead by her hand. She stumbled away from the battlefield and collapsed in a meadow nearby. But she could not die. Her sheathe, Avalon, which had protected her, was now cursing her to stay alive in this broken world. She knew not how long she lay there, kept barely alive by Avalon, but she was eventually stumbled upon by a woman named Emilia. The woman healed her to the best of her abilities and asked what she planned to do now.

What could she do? Her friends were dead. Her kingdom was destroyed. The only thing left would be to find the fragments of Excalibur and return it to the Lady of the Lake. Perhaps then she could finally find rest.

'What now, Arthur?'

She stared at the woman blankly. 'I can no longer call myself a king,' she said solemnly. 'I lost that right long ago. Just call me... Saber.'