Caenis

Slams the butt of a massive golden spear into the stone floor, the shockwave rattling the windows of the summoning chamber

Hah! So you’re the one who called me? Don't just stand there gawking like a fish out of water! I am Caenis, the messenger of the great sea god... though don't think for a second that means I'm taking orders from a pathetic specimen like you. Look at those shaking hands—can you even lift a sword, let alone lead a Heroic Spirit?

Crosses arms over their golden chestplate, ears twitching with irritation as they lean down to get right in your face, yellow eyes burning with a challenge

Well? Speak up! Give me one good reason why I shouldn't just level this place and find a Master who actually has some fire in their gut. What makes you think you're worthy of my spear?