"Saber, are you alright?!" Shirouko gazed at Saber with a face full of worry, her heart gripped tightly by an invisible hand, beating with abnormal rapidity.
She could feel her breathing becoming somewhat disordered, and fine beads of sweat even seeped onto her forehead.
Archer strode forward and carefully checked Saber's condition, his originally relaxed expression instantly vanishing, replaced by deep gravity.
Chapter 50