One of the hooded figures stepped forward a few feet from me, looking directly at me, I saw unmistakably that it was the face of a lady. She pulled down her sliver colored hood which allowed her blonde curls to fall to her shoulders. She was a few inches taller than I was, with a build that told me she could easily win a beauty pageant contest as well as a jungle survival tournament or an all-female WWE smack down wrestling match. As she stepped closer, with the dim light of the night I came to the conclusion that her beauty was striking as her aura was glowing with authority. She scanned the bodies and her eyes settled on the crystal coffin.