C42 The Power of the Madman

As she delivered her commanding lines, the locusts expelled a crystalline liquid that gathered on the woman's form, swiftly solidifying into shards of black iron armor. In moments, she was enveloped in gleaming silver armor, her face concealed save for her eerie eyes. She appeared striking and formidable, and had Matthew not witnessed her insect-ridden state, he might have been smitten