She pressed her teeth into her lip with a ferocity that painted scarlet streams down her visage, a ritual of self-inflicted pain mirroring the fervent fire of animosity that engulfed her being. Within that juncture of reckoning, she forged an oath with the cosmos itself—the obliteration of her adversaries would not cease with that crimson trail; it was but a prelude to the cataclysmic finale of their annihilation.