Between her size, her host of terrifying abilities, and her tenuous grasp of social niceties, Cynthia Broadmoore can be rather menacing in the right situation, such as an unexpected encounter in a moodily-lit operating theatre.

(As soon as I finished 'Foretold' with Evelyn, I had my eyes on doing another Mike Mignola pastiche featuring Broadmoore... very happy with how it turned out!)

"Did you think it'd be some slick politician in a blue suit?"
"I thought the Antichrist was a man."
"Evelyn's definitely a she, but she's also male. She bears the mark of her leucism. What is the 'cloven hoof,' but a deformity which marks the bearer as touched by Satan? Uncanny charm and influence over others, practically gets away with murder... as for surviving a mortal wound, you've heard the stories. No, she's definitely your Antichrist. Even if she doesn't know it yet. It's only a matter of time."
"She's just a girl. What if we just... warned her?"
"If you told her what she was, she would be delighted to think of herself in that way, but she wouldn't truly believe it. That is how she will triumph. Being the thing without ever bearing the weight of it... the perfect instrument."
"I'm sorry. I just don't believe it."
"It's true. The doom of this world is a mall goth from Green Bay, Wisconsin."

v. inspired by Mike Mignola

SAI, Illustrator