[Hermes]

Thran pointed to the lantern that seemed to be following the back of her head. He couldn't help but snicker at the sight. A blood-soaked woman dressed in white, with blood red swords and wings of black, the very image of war- with a funny little lantern behind her head that she was unaware of. It was just too good.

"Pfft there's a friggin lantern. Right there. I mean, seriously, RIGHT behind you." o.O