Riders of the Wind
Adrastus, the newly-summoned Servant of Chaldea, had spent the last few hours roaming about and trying to get acquainted with the layout of the place. Architecture certainly had changed since ancient times, but he supposed that didn’t matter. In truth, the chance to fight alongside other heroes once more excited him. Adrastus stopped, however, when he noticed a particularly younger-looking lad standing near one of the windows. “Hmm... You there, boy. You look familiar... Have we met?”
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