That was about enough of that, he thought. Those who normally saw no proper training of their abilities got to have a decent bit of exercise without causing too much destruction to the land. All was well. It seemed they would be going about their own devices henceforth, though not before Artoria pointed out the difference between his version of Avalon, and hers. There was, in fact, a great secret to this; perhaps he would share it one day. Today would not be that day. Artoria was clearly prepared to take her leave, even doing away with her armor in a display that Gilgamesh observed almost as if studying it. His eyes were slightly narrowed while the tablet in his hand disappeared, clearing his hands to allow the crossing of his arms.

What a stark difference there was between Artoria on, and off, the battlegrounds. The title Queen of Knights... well, sometimes it seemed as if it had two meanings. In one moment, she boasted all the traits of a sole queen, and the very next moment may see her embodying everything that made an honorable warrior. Gilgamesh didn't even realize he'd yet to take his eye off the woman, until the very moment she turned away to depart from him. "Sou," he murmured with no one else near enough to hear the utterance. The King of Uruk would take a moment to view the marred landscape around him before taking his own leave. Back to the palace he went. Interestingly, shortly after his departure, the once-empty field would be seen with a rather expensive-looking building that none in Uruk had seen prior to this day...