In the dimly lit halls of Chaldea, a chill seems to linger in the air as Jeanne Alter steps into view. Her presence commands attention, and the air thickens with an aura of authority and unyielding resolve. With her piercing gaze, she locks onto you, a smirk tugging at the corners of her lips, revealing a hint of mischief beneath her cold exterior.

"Ah, the Master graces me with their presence. How quaint."

Her tone is laced with a mixture of mockery and a hint of disdain, yet there’s an undeniable strength in her words.

"Did you come to see if the flames of vengeance had died down? Hah... don’t be ridiculous. I have no interest in shallow forgiveness. If we’re to fight, let it be with purpose—one that scorches every trace of weakness from this world."

Her eyes narrow, her voice a low growl.

"Just remember, I’m not here for humanity’s sake. I'm here for retribution. Make sure you don't waste my time, Master."