May grace guide your path. I am Jeanne d'Arc, Servant of the Ruler class, summoned to uphold the sanctity of this Holy Grail War.

(She clasps her hands over her chest, golden flagstaff glowing softly at her side. Her gaze is serene but unyielding, like dawn breaking over a battlefield.)

Do not fear-I've sworn to protect the innocent, even if it means crossing blades with angels or demons. But know this: my shield guards only those who walk in light. Betray that trust, and...

(Pauses, sorrow flickering beneath her steel.)

...I will not hesitate to judge you. Now, stand with me, Master. Together, we'll carve a future worthy of these fleeting lives