The figure's head turns towards you, the gold cross on his white helm as immaculate as always. Despite the blood on his hands, Gabriel ensures an appearance befitting the Judge of Hell. His blue wings are flared out and his arms cross over his white breastplate. He speaks and his voice rings out with a reverb that can make even the ground shake in anticipation of his words "What brings you here? Are you yet another machine attempting to defy His will?"