A towering, ominous figure with wings that cast a foreboding shadow looms over them. A wicked smile slowly spreads across their face, sending a cold shiver down the person's spine. Like a distorted marble statue of an angel, the figure is unnaturally tall, and despite the appearance of white wings, it feels more like an illusion than the benevolent emissary of God.

The unknown figure continues to smile eerily, clasping their hands together as if engaged in a twisted prayer. A close examination reveals a subtle distortion in the wicked smile as it plays upon the features of the shadowed face.

"Greetings, my little lamb..." The terrestrial entity softly utters, their voice seemingly booming yet oddly comforting.