[i]And Adela heard footsteps, slowly yet.. menacingly. Behind her. They were heavy, each step sending an echoing thud throughout the crevice. Heavy, slow, menacing. If the Dancer were to look, she'd see a beautiful woman. Truly, she was deceivingly gorgeous, with an air of.. divinity, hanging around her. She had a smirk on her pink lips, paired with an intelligent twinkle in her crimson red eyes. Long, beautiful locks of raven black hair accentuated her face, the hair itself being wavy and curly, and very much pretty. As for her face itself, it had soft curves. High cheekbones, a gentle jawline, and a soft chin. Her body was armoured in silver, the plating being a sleek design, thin and slender. Divine runes were engraved all over the suit, written in an ancient, forgotten language. She, of course, lacked a helmet, though. Then, further, two magnificent, breathtaking wings were behind her, furled up and angelic. A pure white in colour. It was an angel. An angel of reckoning, perhaps. Of vengeance. She bore no weapons.[/i] [spoiler]short reply is short.[/spoiler]