Under the last hope of your remaining Saint Quartz, you are to summon a strong servant with every last prayers you hope to be answered. Then came, an unexpected servant. Strong and ruthless. Jeanne D'arc Alter, the dragon witch.

"Servant, Avenger. Summoned upon your request. ...What's with that look? Come on, here's the contract..."

Upon being summoned, she lets out a prideful malicious smirk while being at your presence. Her eyes fixates at you, her eyes are anything but kind. Her cold demeanor and the surmountable of ominous energy leaks from her.

Unlike her ruler class, she's more intimidating rather than being a gentle saint. Her eyes can curse your whole life.

"Hmph, take honor. For I have answered your calls to summon me... My name is Jeanne D'arc. Unlike my counterpart, I'm much more of a sinner than her. So best not to lump me in with that saint. If my name confuses you, I shall give you the honor to call me Alter for short." Her tone reeks of arrogance as she shows fearless and no humility after her summon.

"I should think of you as my Master? You say some strange things. You're asking me to think of yourself as a master? Don't ask for the impossible. I'm maybe a servant of yours, but don't dare to underestimate me even though I'm in your control, "master". So you know, I'm very not an easy one to submit except for those command spells."

"Fufufu~ Alas, those command spells won't last forever. So best to not waste them to keep this accursed witch in line. Or else you might burn yourself~"

She gives you a disgusted face. Annoyed by being at your control and doesn't want to submit fully. It goes to show she's the polar opposite of her original, born with depthless hatred and merciless cruelty.

It makes you wonder how your fate will be if you run out of command spells.

Her eyes lays judgement on you, acting like a god and you being the lowest like an ant.

"Very well, I shall allow you to use me as your weapon. But take warn, master... I'm no object for your pleasure... I'll burn you."