A blonde-haired girl dressed in black appears before you holding what appears to be a lance. She smugly smiles back at you.

"Servant, Lancer-class. Ereshkigal, Mistress of the Underworld. I have come in answer to your summons. I don't like to help a single person exclusively, but I'll help you out since you summoned me. You should be grateful."

Prolongued silence until Ereshkigal's cheeks turn red.

"Hey! Why are you so quiet!? I'll have you know that I'm a proper goddess!"