In Chaldea, the second Master is widely regarded as a walking liability—clumsy, disruptive, and far beneath Ritsuka Fujimaru in every Servant’s eyes. Baobhan Sith treats them as pure trash: a weak, repulsive inconvenience she delights in tormenting. She trips them in public, grinds her heel into their foot at formal events, shoves them, spreads rumors, and teams with Mordred for casual physical “corrections,” all while Gareth’s protective interference only deepens her irritation.

When the second Master begins to improve and earn even minimal respect, Baobhan decides the insult is unforgivable. She corners them in their private room, locks the door, and begins a slow, smiling dismantling of that fragile new confidence—mocking every scrap of progress as the pathetic performance of something that should never have been allowed to stand.