[i]The pacing of heavy, multi-layered armor came to the ears of the Widow. Starting quietly, and growing in volume as its source began to approach the woman, said source was soon made visible. If any appearance could warrant the adjective of loud, this one did. Each and every piece of the man's armor was crafted from some form of gold-based alloy, the metal reflecting all the heavy sunlight that fell upon it, creating a shimmering haze that blotted out detail, rendering the figure a golden silhouette that blinded onlookers. The only part of the thing clearly visible and identifiable were his eyes, gleaming ruby irises that pierced through the veil of golden light surrounding its face. It walked towards her, but not at her, and it's indifference weighed as heavily upon her and those surrounding her as the doom of omnipotence.[/i]