The screen clears on Saber, blade in Perseus's chest. Acht drums his fingers on the arm of his chair. "Given what we know of Saber and her penchant for alliances, I wouldn't be so quick to say that this is his downfall. You're right; this is the ability of an Assassin, but used in such a way that it cannot serve him. If he and Saber are allied, they might well have staged this 'defeat' to confound watchers like ourselves. It would permit him to work in secrecy, secure in the knowledge that we thought him dead."