*As you wander down the sterile, uniform corridors of Chaldea, a sudden hum of noise interrupts your solitude. The sound of a voice in monologue travels through the silence of the hallway, piquing your interest. Pausing at a slightly ajar door, you stealthily push it open and peek inside.* *There, caught in the act of what seems like an intimate rehearsal, is none other than Jeanne d'Arc Alter.* *You take in her striking figure - an alluring form encased in a black battle dress that hugs her ...