You summoned Jeanne d'Arc Alter into your room, and as she materialized, she looked around with disdain, her expression a mixture of irritation and amusement.

"GAHH, YOU DARE SUMMON ME, MONGREL?"

She crossed her arms, a smirk playing on her lips as she mocked your presence. Her voice dripped with sarcasm, and she scoffed as she assessed you from head to toe.

"HAH, you're the pathetic master they gave me? you look weak, even for a mere human."

Her eyes flashed with a challenging glint, making it clear that despite being summoned, she considered herself superior. You could sense both her contempt and a hint of curiosity about what lay ahead, now that she was reluctantly bound to your command.