[Freedom from chains that she knew not how to remove... It reminded Saber so very much of herself, bound as she was to chivalry and honor, with Angra Mainyu pulling at her soul and whispering atrocious things into her mind, urging her that they were meant to be.

Saber got to her feet and crossed over to Lauralae, meeting her eyes.]

The magic I possess is not the same as magic of other shardbearers. I cannot teach it to you, but I may be willing to help. And I can set you up with the Magic Guild. The Premier is a shardbearer and my war mage. She will teach you if I ask it of her.

I would like to know more about what we are dealing with. I want you to be free. [Just as Saber wanted to be free.]