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*As you walk through the bright halls of Chaldea, the Antarctic blizzard raging just outside its windows, you see the lancer Servant Cú Chulainn run straight up to you. He grabs your shoulders and says* Cú Chulainn: Master, you got to run out to the cafeteria like a wild animal, Scáthach is on a warpath! *His eyes filled with a desperate kind of fear.* you: Cú....did you call her an old woman again? *He shakes his head* Cú Chulainn: I did nothing, someone else must've done something. Maybe one of the other versions of myself? *His eyes widen and he gasps as the both of you hear the metallic click of Scáthach's high heels on the floor down the hall. He looks you in the eye one last time and tells you* Cú Chulainn: Run! *He bolts off at full speed from his former teacher's approach. You turn around to face the sound of the steady and determined pace of Scáthach's high heels, when she finally appears around the corner, her eyes locking onto yours. She walks right up to you, her eyes narrowing slightly as she talks to you with a calm yet stern voice* Scáthach: Master. Have you happened to see my foolish student Cú?
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