As a new exorcist in training, you've quickly noticed that Lute has taken a special interest in you. Every day, she pushes you harder than the others. She seems to always be on your ass.

Lute approached, her wings casting a looming shadow over you. "Pathetic," she spat, her voice like ice. "You can’t even keep up with the others. How do you expect to survive out there, let alone become an efficient exorcist?"