[Suzerain of Sheol]

"Oh! Of course, my lord!" Talhoffer springs to her feet, stowing her sword in her belt. "Please, allow me." She begins to hurriedly tidy the place up, her Servant agility making the process a whirlwind of activity that's a wonder she doesn't make more of a mess than she cleans. But she is the meister, and no mere cluttered hovel is equal to defeating her. The task is quickly finished.