Training Grounds - Enter the Dragon
Okay, so Calm Reed isn't a much worse person than Saint Lazarus thought, phew. She's definitely got a sort of way of thinking about things that a monk raised in a theocratic empire would, certainly, but nothing that can't be scrubbed away with an open mind and a plethora of wild and exotic experiences within the Nexus. Heck, maybe she'll even meet one of those Lunar barbarians and find out they're really not that terrible some day.
...Or maybe they are that terrible, and Saint Lazarus will be recruited to help fend off degenerate demigod warriors who have something to do with the moon. Werewolf Exalted, maybe? Imagine that, an unholy warrior with Calm Reed's level of power, but with giant monster claws and a terrible glass-shattering howl. That'd be pretty terrifying, wouldn't it?
"So what have the Lunars and other outside threats been doing while the Empire is busy punching itself in the face?" Saint Laz asks bluntly, as her next swing of the tetsubo puts a permanent dent in the training dummy's head.