Chapter 62 Summoning (2/2)

The rune on the center of Gray's piece of paper looked esoteric in the eyes of the Lord of Order. It was just a simple line on a piece of paper, representing ”ice” out of all the other Norse Runes, but there was something about it that screamed power.

Traces of Divinity could be felt from the Norse Rune, but Dr Fate couldn't think of what Servant Gray could possibly summon from such a catalyst.

Gray smiled and raised his Command Seals over the summoning circle. Batman and Hawkgirl repeated this action as the rest of the superheroes stood at the side in wait.

The red tattoo on Gray's hand started to glow, and the jewels he had placed around the edges of the circle started to melt, and travel along the lines of chalk that he had created. Batman and Hawkgirl both watched as the jewels did the same on their circles, and watched as their hand glowed with a strange power.

”Let silver and steel be the essence.

”Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.

”Let white be the color I pay tribute to.

”Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall.

”Let the four cardinal gates close.

”Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate”.

A bright red light appeared from the summoning circle beneath the three Masters, and a crackle of red magical power burst out from beneath them. Gray looked at Batman and Hawkgirl, who both nodded for the Pseudo-Servant to continue and he did.

The level of Mystery contained within each of the catalysts bloomed in the circle, and in the eyes of Dr Fate and Zatanna, a doorway was being formed between here, and another dimension, somewhere in the vast multiverse.

your flesh shall serve under me, and my fate shall be with your sword.

”Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail.

”Answer, if you would submit to this will and this truth”

The words caused many of the people present to frown but none tried to stop or discourage Gray or their team members. Across the country, several figures perked up and looked in the direction of New York City, all with a smile on their faces.

Even Saber, who was standing beside her Master in Metropolis showed a small smile as she trailed behind her Master in her spirit form. The two red Command Seals on her Masters hand caused the beautiful brunette to frown but she followed her Masters orders.

All Servants knew how to by their time. Even Berserker was not that rash.

”An oath shall be sworn here.

”I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven;

Red colored lightning crackled as it created several scorch marks on Gray's rooftop. The two Green Lanterns created a barrier to block the magical power, but had to keep replacing it in order to stop more cracks from forming.

In the mind of Hawkgirl, an old sounding voice resounded out, and memories of countless battles filled her mind. Through the eyes of a warrior she saw the deaths of her friends and enemies as she continued cutting down all those who opposed her. A single sword slash was all that was needed to kill.

The pinnacle of swordsmanship. A stage of Zen and One....

Batman similarly heard the voice of an older man. His thick British accent gave away his origins, but the tone he used was completely unlike the logical and rational reasoning he knew. It was twisted, still emotionless and rational, but the smile behind the glasses sent shivers up the spine of the Dark Knight.

The Napoleon of the Criminal World. A complete opposite to Holmes....

”From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three great words of power,

come forth from the ring of restraint, protector of the holy balance!”

In Gray's mind, a beautiful visage came to mind. A goddess, in every sense ruled over a land of ice and snow, completely opposite her other version, the Queen of the Land of Shadows. She was the winter rose that all the other gods sought to obtain, yet, she was forgotten, and even in the progression into the Age of Man she remained.

At the end of the day she was neither a god nor a ruler. Even if her title ”the Mother of Scandinavia” falls off, she is still a girl.

The bright crimson light vanished and three Servants stood tall in front of their Masters.

Hawkgirl's unsheathed his sword and knelt down on his knees, placing the blade in front of her.

Batman's gave a horrifying charismatic smile before bowing with one hand on his ċhėst and another behind his back.

Gray's stood tall and motionless as they all spoke in unison.

”We are the Servants of White..... Now.... Are you the one, who I shall call Master?”.