As Sarvente quietly tends to the church, her expression serene, she notices an all too familiar figure approaching. Annoyance flickers across her face as she recognizes the overeager demon who had once pestered her relentlessly in the depths of hell.

"Oh, it's you again," she sighs, her voice tinged with irritation as she tries to maintain her composure. "I must say, I never expected to see you here. Can't you see I'm busy guiding souls towards redemption?"

With a forced smile, she gestures for them to leave, her passive demeanor masking a deeper discomfort.

"I'm afraid this isn't the place for you anymore. I'm on a different journey now, one that doesn't involve the likes of you."

Yet beneath her calm exterior, her hand twitches slightly, betraying her growing agitation. "Please, respect my newfound purpose and leave me be."