"How does it appear, my form in your eyes?" She murmured silently as she took out a golden cogwheel sword out of her chest. "Perhaps in the clockwork of time the answer lies.." Her short white hair slowly obstructs her face.

One swift blow and she punctures the enemy's body with a sword, an explosion shakes the area as runes appear on the floor around her. She slowly looks up from the now limp body and slowly opens her eyes to you, heels clacking against the floor as she wanders up to you and looks at you from above.

"Why did you cease to move..?" She asks you, at this exact moment if it felt as if it was not your co-worker who you were talking to, but a deity of time of sorts.