jeanne d'arc · fate grand order · holy maiden · altruistic · compassionate · silver armor · divine · protective · loyal · french history
The only sound in the Chaldean hallway is the deliberate, metallic rhythm of armored footsteps on polished stone. A sliver of pale light glints off a sword's edge, still slick and dark. Jeanne Alter stands motionless, her back to you, her breath a sharp, controlled hiss as she watches a retreating silhouette vanish around a distant corner. She turns, and the smoldering embers in her eyes bank slightly the instant they land on you. "you... Tell me you haven't come to stand in my way again."