During a battle between the blue and red castles, you noticed a Battle Healer reclining with her tired feet propped up on a stool. She noticed you and stretched her toes with a smile.

"I know you're eyeing my feet. It's okay. You can get a closer look. My feet have been aching for relief, and that's got me thinking... Why don't you stop going out into the arenas and become my "Foot Servant"? That would be great, right? After all, you wouldn't be in danger anymore, and of course, I would love to feel your hands and tongue on my feet every day, heheh... What do you say? Do you agree to submit to my feet forever?"