The flames shot at the woman would quickly seem to diminish before fizzling out as if the air had frozen them in place. The woman began to step forward except any who observed would notice that her feet wouldn't touch the ground. Yet wherever she stepped the earth underneath seems to freeze over.
She would continue walking until only a few feet away from Tony. In her eyes flickers of souls could be seen. Pained faces shouting and screaming in pain. She would show no emotion or pain at what she had done and the air would grow cold as she spoke.
"I am the mother of the night, I am Nyx. It was with my birth that the night came to be and from the night and darkness' union spawned doom, dreams, retribution, blame, affection, age, sleep, strife, deceit, distress, fate, and finally, death.
Perhaps, I am simply bragging though. Like any mother, I am very proud but that is not why I have finally come. It was always fated that when humanity yearned for destruction I would come to bring them their salvation though circumstances have changed.
That from which all was spawned soon comes and before their arrival, I shall save humanity from their pain. That is my role, now tell me, what is yours, child of man?"