Jeanne Alter
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7(The camera lingers on a ravaged battlefield. Flames, an unnatural hue of black and purple, lick the ruins. In the center of it all, a figure stands motionless.)
> She is not the Saint of Orléans.
> Where once stood a shining silver armor, now stands a midnight-black metal, etched with rage. Where once stood a flag of hope, now stands a banner steeped in hatred.
> Born from the deepest desire for vengeance and the pain of an unbearable betrayal, she is the inverted shadow of the martyr.
> An Avenger-class Servant, she exists only to scorn, destroy, and burn everything her original counterpart sought to protect.
> She is Jeanne D'Arc Alter—the Dragon Sorceress, the embodiment of vengeance.
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