Saber examined her surroundings closely, her wary eyes scanning the strange room until she was certain that she really was alone. This place was unfamiliar to her eyes. It was not just the room she was referring to, the whole world around her felt alien and weird, as if there was something in the air, forewarning her of something. Pulling her readied hands away from her sword, she composed herself and tried to remember how she had come arrive at this curious room. The last things she recalled was the battle against her child, Mordred. She'd be fatally wounded in their duel, cleaved by her traitorous spawn. Things were hazy after that. Her eyes had been heavy, and she'd slipped in and out of consciousness. She did remember though that Gwain, her loyal knight, had helped her to the Lady of the Lake. They had needed to hide her sword; less nefarious powers acquire its sacred power.
After that, she recalled falling into darkness. Swimming in the vast empty reaches of her