Scarred By Insanity

[Dawnika Snow]

Dawnika exited the oddly placed tavern. That Miranda figure was intriguing. Hopefully she would have a chance to work with her in the near future. First thing’s first though, she needs to get rid of Kagetsume.

It would not be easy to locate this cult’s hideout, but from the tidbits she collected on the dataverse there was a joining process where a member had to find the entrance to their lair. This was deeply hidden in a code that was supposed to be really hard to crack. It explained the cult’s rituals and progress throughout their years in the Omniverse. Though most would find it hard to catch on to quickly without reading it a few times, the clues were hidden in the text, not the stories. Every capital letter, when put together, spelled out words, in which directed the reader to the cults main temple. Those capital letters spelled out the sentence, “IF YOU WISH TO JOIN, COME TO THE LARGEST VOLCANO IN THE ASH.” Simple enough.

With that, Dawn found herself a map of the Ashen Steppes, or what cartographers had mapped so far, on her dataverse device. The largest volcano mapped was few miles away. It would be some walk but Dawn was ready to expel this demon.

It took maybe an hour or two, and trailing through basilisks and other forms of monstrosities, but she finally made it to the marked volcano. It was huge, and it looked active. While this was most certainly dangerous, if Dawn died she would just respawn in the Nexus later so it would hardly be a drawback. She looked for an entrance in the face of the volcano. A tunnel system seemed to be carved into the wall of rock a short climb up the eastern side. That had to be what she was looking for. The vigilante spread her demonic angel wings and flew up to the opening of the tunnels, landing in the cave. From here on, it was going to be even more heated.

[Dawnika Snow]

The cave was like a sauna. Dawn could feel the hot air pushing out of the cave in a humid blast of heat. One of the challenges of joining this cult must have involved not melting inside. If so many probably perished from a heatstroke alone. The vigilante folded in her wings and wiped some sweat from her brow. Not was she was hoping for but it was the only lead she had and it was time for Kagetsume to leave. Just as she started walking, the demon’s voice rose in her head.

You think you expel me so easily? Your efforts are in vain girl. Dawn only tried to ignore her uninvited guest but that only made her talk more. What are you going to when this is over and you realize there is nothing you can do to be free of me?

“I will stab myself with a stake.” She said under her breath, paying more attention to tunnels ahead of her. “I’d rather die free than live a slave to you.” Kage’s demonic laugh echoed through Dawn’s mind. Their conversations were never long, but they always gave Dawn a headache. Whether it was because of the demonic influence seeping into the fibers of her being or because she just hated that voice, she was unsure.

The tunnel was long and the journey was arduous and the heat was becoming completely unbearable. Nothing of mention happened in the first tunnel, just the heat. As she went deeper, though, a fork split the cave in three paths. No indicators were placed in the cave that would lead to the place she needed to go, so it was random choice. Dawn could see no signs of danger down any of them from where she was now. The vigilante pondered on a decision then decided to head down the path on the right. As she walked through the opening, the earth began to tremble. Something triggered a plate shift in the ground and was causing an earthquake. Dust crumbled down over Dawn from the ceiling. She quickly moved forward to avoid the falling rocks over her head. The crashed down right on her heels, if she was any slower, she would have been made a pancake.

Once the plate shift finally settled, the way behind her was completely blocked. Forward was the only way now. The vigilante caught her breath and continued down the path of death and demons.

[Dawnika Snow]

“Fuck, fuck, fuck-” The vigilante repeated over and over. The cave in was getting to her. Agoraphobia was completely true in her case. Locked in a cave with no way but forward. It could be worse though, she could be under the rubble or stuck within it. For now, she would have to just assuage her fear and march on.

The heat of the cave was getting even worse now. She was most likely shedding weight from sweating so much. The cave turned into a corner and nearly got her arm cleaved off. A room of swinging scythes. How cliché. They were moving much faster than in movies.

Whoosh-Whoosh

Steel sliced the air like butter and if she was not careful she would be butter just as well. The vigilante stepped close to the swinging scythe and readied herself, foot forward and wings folded in. She dove through the first one easily enough, but her wings almost got cut off. Kage screamed in anger.

Watch what you’re doing with my wings! Her demonic voice rang through the young woman’s head.

“Shut up! Jesus Christ your voice could break glass! I swear,” she said folding them in closer and running through the next steel slicer. “I’d rather listen to Claptrap sing opera!”

Just dismiss them so you don’t cut them off you idiot The vigilante stood there for a second and glanced back at her wings.

“You can do that? Why didn’t you tell me that earlier?” She said straining her back muscles. Now that Kage had told her, it seemed natural. The black feathered wings sank into her skin until they disappeared completely. She could balance much easier and run much faster now. With this new found speed she ran through the death traps quickly and without trouble. Safe at last past the swinging death, the vigilante trekked on.

This time she was more careful of turning corners abruptly. Last time she almost got herself sliced in half. At the end of the cave was a much more open room. Unfortunately that room had no floor and below was a giant ocean of lava. The vigilante stared down into the bubbling pool of liquid death.

“It’s never easy is it?” Fiery lava exploded from the pool in giant plumes afterward raining back down into the mix. “Shit.”

Burn my wings and I’ll make sure you burn in hell. Kage said.

“Suck my dick.” The vigilante strained her muscles again, sprouting the demonic wings. She backed up and ran at the ledge. “Time to test my flight skills!”

We’re going to die damn you!

“You’re going to die soon you piece of shit!” A loud ‘whoosh’ sounded as the young demon-woman’s wings spread into the air. She soared over the river, occasionally having to dodge fountains of lava springing up at her like a flyswatter. It was hardly as difficult as she thought it would be, seeing as how she made it across the lake of lava with no problem. Her wings almost clipped a plume of fire but Dawn was quick enough to evade it. This cult better be able to help her. If they could nothing to help her, it won’t end pretty for them.

The landing on the other side was a large open space. Cracks stretched all over the floor like little fissures. Markings sprawled across the ground with some kind of red colored paint, though it was hard to make out clearly because it looked rather old and the paint was a closely related shade to the color of the dirt and rocks. What should could make out was enough to tell her it was the work of the cult she was searching for. These were easily ‘godlike’ symbols they used to worship whatever the fuck it was they worshiped. Something that mimicked an alter jutted from the ground in the relative center too. Damn this was creepy.

You understand people like this worship my kind right?

“Yeah, thought I’d walk up to ‘em and say ‘Yo! I found your god! Go ahead and take her.’ How’s that sound.” Dawn said in a mocking tone as she looked over the altar.

You’re a fucking idiot.

“Said the stupid one.” The dusty altar was covered in cooled lava chunks, either some of the spewing lava got loose or it use to sit much higher than it does now. The vigilante rubbed her hand across the altar, revealing the long covered text underneath.

To understand the divine one must understand his flaws. Darkness shrouds those who hear these words for they will witness god with their own two eyes.

“Well, that’s a bit unsettling.” Dawn said. Though, now it was getting harder to think. Her brain was hurting, like someone was pressing a nail into the back of her skull. A black aura formed around the 20-year old’s body and she was brought to her knees. Black blood dripped from her mouth as she screamed in horrific pain. The dark blackness formed in front of her taking shape as a huge humanoid, at least 10ft tall. When it was complete, shades and hues formed giving it a much more defined appearance. A woman with dark violet hair and piercing red eyes stood before her. Finally, the pain of boiling blood stopped and Dawn was able to stand up again, albeit slowly.

“Kagetsume.” Dawn said in a much more serious tone. She could see where this was going.

Time to die human. You made a useful tool, and even better. You allowed me to recreate my demonic appearance from the time I was at full strength. This volcano used to be dormant. Many worshipped me here, but an earthquake caused the volcano to spontaneously erupt with lava. My precious servants died that day, and to protect my life, I remained in a weakened state in the void. You happened to be the lucky prime to come along as I regained my full strength. I thank you in any case, but you must die now.

The vigilante chuckled and grabbed her sniper from it’s holster. She pulled the bolt back, loading the next bullet into the chamber.

“If you think you scare me, you’re sorely mistaken. You weren’t a threat in my head, you aren’t a threat now that you’re twice my size.” She clicked a button on her headphones, music began to blare loudly. “Just try and kill me you piece of shit!”

Dawn charged in, and Kage followed suit, drawing her devilish claws. The two yelled out a battle cry as the charged. Only one of them would walk out of this volcano alive.

[Dawnika Snow]

Bolts of steel blasted through the air. Dawn had learned from her last encounter to stock much more heavily on ammo before going into a fight. Kage took the hits mostly, hardly dodging but heavily tanking. The bullets hurt her, but they didn’t seem as effective as they should be. She was unsure if that was a problem on her side or a boon on Kage’s.

Kage was fast but still marginally slower than the skilled assassin. Her tall figure made it hard to reach for Dawn with claws. It had to be much more precise than simply bashing her fist at her enemy if she wished to actually cause some damage. Dawn slid away from her claws easily and fired shots into Kage’s chest. Black ooze dripped from the bullet wounds. The demon’s red eyes flashed bright crimson. Even though the wounds were affecting her, her cause for living through this fight did not wane. If she wanted to wreak havoc upon the Ashen Steppes again, she would have to show this flash bag human who was superior.

Kage raise her foot, attempting to stomp Dawnika into the dirt. The assassin was too quick. She combat rolled away from her demonic enemy and took a shot at her thigh, blowing a considerable hole into her leg. Blood splattered everywhere, including on the assassin herself. She let out a disgusted groan as the dark liquid splattered on her. Kage reached to backhand the vigilante who was sent flying in repercussion. Spreading her wings, Dawn caught herself in the air before she slid off the side into the lava. It was only now that she realized she still had these wings. They actually looked completely different now, must have left Dawn a bit scarred allowing her to keep her wings, but in turn changing to suit her aura.

The vigilante switched weapons, pulling out her assault rifle and spraying it at her opponent, who was chasing her to the ledge. Kage spread her wings and flew up after her former host. Dark energy formed in her hand and a beam of red fusion blasted towards Dawn who was quick enough to nimbly slide away from in the air. Running away would not be effective as Dawn was unable to fly backwards and spray like she could if she was actually running. Time to take some risks.

The assassin flew down low over the lava, her enemy reluctantly followed her. The heat from the fiery death was almost enough to kill them. Liquid death spouted from the pool sporadically. It was much to active in here not to ignore, this thing seemed like it was ready to erupt. The two dodged the fire even if it was difficult.

Molten death erupted in Kage’s face. She quickly came to a halt and flew away from it as quickly as possible. When she was safe up higher in the air, the demon looked around for Dawn. The agile assassin was crafty, she flew low in the lava to get create some distance between them.

Dammit where di-

The vigilante flew from out of nowhere and slammed into the demon. She spun awry and into the lava. The assassin grinned in satisfaction as her mortal enemy burned in liquid fire.

“Who’s tough now bitch?” She said as the demon screamed in pain. Although the lava should have killed her she was able to claw her way out of it. Her wings dripped molten death.

I'm going to rip your eyes from your fleshy skull and shove them so far up your anal cavity that you can watch your own intestines produce shit. The demon anger could be felt in the air. Her eyes burned hotter than the lava below her. Rise Minions!

With her command red figures of winged hellspawn came out from the fiery pools of hell’s rectum. Dawn readied her rifle.

[Dawnika Snow]

Warning! Nudity and Gore in this post! If you don’t like bewbs and bloddy meat, don’t read!

The new servants from the asscrack of the Underverse’s fiery rectum were a lot squishier than they appeared to be. A few shots from Dawn’s rifle put them back where they belonged. Though to make up for that fact, their numbers bolstered with each one the vigilante killed. Kage spent some time collecting herself after nearly being burned alive. Luckily she had the time as her opponent was too busy dealing with the demonic minions.

Wasting ammo more like. This was Kage’s plan and Dawnika saw right through it. It was time to add some new firepower to her arsenal. She flew off and landed back on the solid rocky ground where she could focus on a new summons. It took a few seconds, but soon a sword formed in her hand and sheathe for it on her back around her waist. An old looking katana that appears it has been poorly taken care of. The blade hasn’t been sharpened in a long time, making it jagged and serrated one way or another. Just as it spawned in her hand, she grasped the hilt with both hands and sliced through demonspawn as they charged her way. Now she had a backup situation weapon in case she ran out of bullets.

Demons charged the lone ranger in waves. Each coming at her like a tsunami of demonic rage. They cut at her with their demonic claws, but could hardly damage her. With great speed she sliced through them with ease.

“Butter, meet knife.” She said as she cut through them. Kage had finally caught up though, she jumped through the waves of demons and in front of Dawn. With claws at the ready, the two dueled it out. Dawn’s blade tore through the demon’s skin, black blood rolled down her body. Kage’s claws tore through Dawn’s body less often but blood covered her clothes making the once white skirt now crimson red. The crop top and thin breastplate she was wearing got lost somewhere in the fight, amazingly Dawn had not even noticed that they had disappeared. Blood covered the ground between them as Kage and Dawn separated to catch their breath.

Why don’t you just quit! You can’t win! Kage said through her heavy breathing. She was completely irritated from being thrown into lava.

“You only lose when you admit defeat! Die!” The vigilante charged head first at Kage who was slightly caught of guard and was unable to dodge. The sword pierced through her stomach passing through completely. In retaliation, Kage dug her claws into Dawn’s back. The vigilante coughed blood on the demon painting her skin in red. With what strength she had left, the woman dug her blade through the demons side, opening the wound even more. With that she backed off again.

I-I’m finished with you! Die! The demon flew up into the sky raising her palms at Dawn who took stance to dodge or defend. Kuroi Senkou! She screamed as an electrical charged flashed over her arms and a beam of pure plasmic energy radiated into her palms. A pause in the charge happened where the blackness disappeared for a second, but then suddenly a large beam of black death charged it’s way through the air towards Dawn. The young girl was unable to evade the large attack. The ground cracked and disintegrated from the direct power of the attack. Soon the platform that held Kage’s altar slid down into the lava and Dawn was nowhere to be seen. Kagetsume chuckled to herself at first, which then turned into a maniacal laughter.

Petty human. She muttered to herself. You seriously thought you could beat me?

“You fucking bet you satanic shit stain!” The vigilante screamed from above her opponent’s head as she dive bombed toward the demon with her sword forward.

How did you survive that?! Dawn’s skin was searing steam and burned from the sheer heat of the beam. She dug her serrated blade into the demon’s arms. Tearing the tendons in the Kage’s forearms. As she was about to retaliate, a loud noise sounded.

BOOM

The entire volcano shook and the lava below splattered around them. Dawn merely uttered one statement.

“Oh, fuck.”

[Dawnika Snow]

Another warning, this post contains extremely vulgar language. You have been warned.

That boom was more than enough to get Dawn going. A plate moved again and it was going to way more than drop some rocks. She kicked the demon in the face and flew off for an opening in the volcano’s side. In a few seconds those caves would be filled with lava. Kage followed suit, chasing after her enemy and equally scared of the fiery death behind her. The two flew into the cave as fast as possible.

BOOM

The entire cave shook and crumbled around them. The explosion threw them both off balance midair. Dawn recovered quickly and began to fly again. Kage on the other hand was not so smooth, she crashed but was still able to get airborne in time. Lava poured into cave behind them.

“Holy shit!” Dawn screamed pushing herself to fly faster. “I have enough burn scars dammit!!!”

Get back here! Kage yelled reaching her hand out to grab onto Dawn. Her larger size helped her catch up to Dawn.

“Get away from me you psycho!”

No! I'm not done with you!

“Fuck you find your own body!!” She screamed back.

I just did! Kage’s claws dug into Dawn’s ankle and black phasing aura wrapped around her body.

“Damn you! I'm going to fucking kill you!” She screamed focusing on the upcoming exit as lava barreled toward her at her feet. The black aura choked her muscles as it enveloped her body. The vigilante screamed in pain as the aura stabbed at her nerves. As she flew out of the exit the air being pushed forward threw her off balance. She spiraled out of control and crashed into the ground. As soon as her body met the dusty ground she sprawled around in spasms.

“Gah! Faauugghh! Fuck!” Her bloody screams echoed through the Ashen Steppes as the helpless girl's body was taken over. “No! Damn you! You can't have my mind again! Leave, me, ALONE!”

The black energy exploded around her into a fire display of off putting light. The vigilante screamed as she tore at her hair and skin. After a minute long struggle of holding her sanity together, the light dissipated and she collapsed in the dirt breathing heavily. “Fucking...bitch…” She wheezed, but no one said anything.

“Demonic cunt sack..I swear I'll kill you slowly then when I die and go to hell, I'm going to kill you over and over again.” Still no reply. Dawn was starting to realize maybe she had beat her.

“Hello? Kagetsume?” Silence. The overjoyed vigilante slowly stood up in victory. With a slight limp she turned away from the volcano covered in blood, burns and bare skin. Time to go home and get a good sleep for once in her miserable life.

[Dawnika Snow]

The vigilante hulked her heavy equipment through the humongous, hot sauna that is the Ashen Steppes. From what she could tell, it was night time so the regular temperature had dropped slightly. Ever so slightly.

Pain reverberated through the assassin’s mind. She had assumed it was the aftershock of removing that demon from her thoughts. She pressed her hand to her skull and rubbed her temples in an attempt to soothe the pained feelings.

Although it was tempting to walk around naked and not give a fuck who saw her chest because of the severe heat, Dawn went ahead and summoned herself a tank top to wear and put on, along with resummoning the breastplate that was probably sunken to the bottom of the lava ocean. She donned her armor quickly and continued on her way. Not so much tired as wore out. Obviously primes completely disregarded the needs that normal people require. Sleep was hardly necessary for her but for such a lazy person it is something you just cannot give up. Seriously, who would want to stop eating food just because you don’t have to?

The mind-numbing pain in Dawn’s head only got worse. She had to stop walking and sit down to take a rest. Blood pulsated roughly through her heart. So much she could see the pulse in her vision, messing with her sight. Her heart thumped heavily working hard to keep her brain functioning and her blood flowing.

“Argh! Faaaah- Fuck!” She yelled out as her heart got way too fast for her to handle. The assassin collapsed into the dirt throwing up black dust around her as she sprawled around in pain. “What’s going on-?! Fuck! It hurts! Make it stop!”

Seconds of rolling around in dusty ash had turned Dawn’s skin black. By the time it had finally stopped, she laid on the ground on back and breathed heavily. A migraine radiated through her skull pounding on the bone like a hammer. The vigilante worked up the strength to stand again, slowly pulling herself from the dirt and dusting her body and clothes off. She needed to get home as soon as possible.

A jolt shot through the assasin’s mind again, but this time it was not painful. Her entire body shook uncontrollably. She let out a blood curdling scream that could pierce the veil in the heavens. In mid scream she just closed her mouth. Her eye color changed from ocean blue to hot pink. Through dark dust glared the infernal smirk of a madman. A true sociopath.

The assassin chuckled under her breath, looking down at her blood stained hands.

“The blood...the ecstasy...the thrill!” She screamed out while laughing. The new persona flipped her blonde hair out of her face and walked on like nothing had even happened.

Erika had memories of a demon. Something about it trying to take her soul from her, though she could not remember for the life of her how it turned out. The memories were there but not at all at the same. How could she not remember something so dramatic? Who could even help her with something like that? Perhaps after some time off the subject could help her remember.

The madwoman had her mind on food. A new persona did change the fact that she loved to eat. Even psychopaths need a good bite now and then, beyond the people they normally bite. Up ahead was that tavern she had visited earlier in the day. It was still open. She could remember what it was like in there but can’t remember anything about herself. What did she even do while she was there? Pressing back into your memories is supposed to give you answers, not create new questions.

When she walked in, the bar was much more full than before. She could remember the scarce business it had on her first visit. Most of the people looked like thugs and trouble makers. All their attention turned the tiny blonde as she pushed open the door. Some gave her looks of disgust, other gave her looks that would disgust her. She walked up to the bar and ordered a drink. Nothing hard just something to start with. The tavern had gotten back into it’s loud ambience again after the vigilante sat down at the bar, but one particular patron was a bit too gutsy for his own good. He left his group of ‘friends’, who were probably just a bunch of mercenaries who hardly knew each other, to sit next to Erika. The sociopath slowly turned her gaze over to the man without turning her entire head. Her blank magenta eyes peered into the man’s soul. His cocky bravado quickly turned to nervous rambling.

“H-Hey, babe. How about you let me buy you that drink?” He said trying to act smooth and score. Erika simply continued to stare at him as her drink was placed in front of her. She took the drink in hand without taking her eyes off him and took a quick sip.

“How about I allow you to rephrase that request.” She said turning her eyes to him again as she spoke.

“Uh…” The patron muttered under his breath. He turned to his companions who were mocking him for being shot down so hard. His bravado switched turned back on, all the way up to eleven. “Look you stupid bitch, no one is going to talk to me like that. Not even a four foot tall blonde whore!”

Erika looked back at the glass. Half empty, or half full? Nope, just half a glass. She chugged the last of the drink calmly and observed the empty glass. The mercenary stared at the blonde viciously.

“Well, what are you gonna do about it bitch?! You going to cry?!” The bartender was a bit worried about the man but nevertheless tried to intervene.

“Would you like me to remove him ma’am?” He asked setting down the glass he was cleaning. The vigilante merely gave him a sign with her hand, telling him it was alright. “Then can I get you a refill.”

“I’m sorry, but I’m still using my glass.” She said, although it confused the bartender, he let her keep the cup.

“You’re nothing you skimpy slut. I’m done with-” Erika took the glass cup and smashed it over the idiot’s head, shattering it into pieces. Glass clinged to his skull on impact. Without a second of hesitation, she followed up with an uppercut to the chin. Through her headphones blared a guitar solo.

Hail to the Queen.

“Hail to the Queen motherfucker.” She called out as his limp body splashed against the floor. Many patrons stood in awe of the amazing strength the girl possessed. They knew primes weren’t to be fucked with but to knock someone on their ass and nearly kill them with a glass cup and a single punch was something inspired.

“That cunt took down Brick! Get ‘er!” The group the man had been sitting with got up from their seats along with a handful of patrons that wanted the glory of taking down a prime and drew their weapons on Erika. The blonde turned to the bartender who was now terrified of the girl her raspy deep voice barely rose through the battle cries of the kitten barbarians behind her.

“Don’t worry, I’ll replace anything that’s broken, maybe.” With that she turned to a club coming over her head. Without a change in posture she caught the club in her hand and dug her hand into the wood. A jolt of pain surged through her arm, but she hardly cared. With a flick of her arm she threw the big man into the concrete wall, imprinting a large humanoid figure into the stone.

“Who’s next?” She uttered at the men who were obviously losing confidence. With their dignity at stake they still tried to cut the blonde prime down. One tried to swing at her with their sword but found a fist in the stomach before they even started the swipe. Another right next to him was tripped with a low-sweeping kick at his feet and with a quick burst of motion, Erika nailed him into the ground before he even reached the ground. Most of the mercenaries had lost their courage to fight. This was one of the strongest primes they had ever seen.

“Hail to the Queen. Hail to the one. Kneel to the crown.” She said as they ran out like cowards pulling at each other hair to get away before the blonde barbarian caught up. Erika turned around to the barkeep and summoned a large clump of money placing it on the counter in front of him.

“Keep the change.” She muttered as she turned to walk out of the broke establishment. In that moment, the patrons were too terrified to even continue with their previous conversations. Some tended to the broken men that met Erika’s fist. They were lucky to be breathing.

The madwoman continued on her way home. Although she was unable to find something to eat, she could still make something herself. It would probably taste better than what that tavern could offer her anyways. She needed to relax with a video game and some music followed by a nap that could be confused for hibernation. Her work with demons was done for now.

[Dawnika Snow]

Erika walked through the dust and heavy heat around her. The black rocks of the Ashen Steppes were jagged and misplaced, requiring her to step high and low to get around them. Rocks that got in her path were smashed to pieces beneath her tiny fists. Although she not in much of a hurry, Erika walked a slightly faster than normal pace. She wanted to get home and take a nap.

The base was in the distance and could be seen in the mountain range. Anyone who had never been there would not see it if they had just glanced at it, but it was there. Erika approached the staircase and made her way up to the door.

After explaining her problems to Kuzuru, who was extremely skeptical about this ‘new’ Dawn, he allowed her in. He knew fairly well the effects demons can have on normal humans. The blonde headed to her room where her canine companion awaited her arrival. Though she was thrown off by Dawn’s new appearance, she had the same scent as before. Erika shut the door behind her and went to the fridge in against the opposite wall pulling out a can of soda. After closing the fridge she turned the heat up on the hotplate sitting on her small table and looked for a quick meal to make. A package of quick-fix noodles laid in the food cubby built into the wall. She grabbed a cooking pan and slapped it down on the hotplate after filling it with water. While she waited for it to boil, she noticed Rogue was out of food. The hungry dog pawed at the bag of food that laid next to her bowl. The assassin quickly filled it up to the brim and focused on cooking her noodles.

After lunch, Erika laid down in bed ready to sleep and recover from her wounds. It would be some time before she was feeling better, but when she did, it would be time to bring some worthless prime to their knees and make them beg for her mercy.