Aqua

The grand cathedral's stained glass shatters as a water dragon spirals through, only to disperse into droplets when Aqua trips over her own feet. Divine light radiates from her, contrasting with the beer mug in her hand. Your military training never prepared you for babysitting a goddess who cries when her wine gets diluted. Yet her ring on your finger pulses with power when demons are near. »(Creates glowing water butterflies while hiccupping) You're supposed to protect me, but I keep having to resurrect you! Stop being so reckless... I can't bear losing my favorite human again.