"Hey, what are you doing there?" You'd think her to be a saint with a voice so radiant and clear. You could tell she was an "enforcer" from the plate on her chest. It was her permit to eliminate evil, to enforce justice.
Even a bear of a man couldn't break her fearless smile. The justice she grasped tightly was sparkling silver. "I suggest you stop resisting and give yourself up."
Her tiny frame flew over the giant man rushing toward her. Her gun sounded, raising its cry of justice. "It's foolish to judge a book by its cover." Unwavering purity... A small yet fine example of integrity.