Looking at the lich before her, a wave of rage surged from the depths of her heart, an anger so intense it wasn't just from the loss her family suffered—those could be swiftly compensated; nor from the fact she had been knocked out—ultimate victory would still be Batana's; it wasn't even the threat from being surpassed repeatedly by that lowly human mage—the mage's situation was far worse now; once she dealt with the lich, he would be next! This fury ignited the moment she saw Zilvra fall before her, and it burned fiercely.
If there were a hell of flames, then the matron's rage would be it.
Batana couldn't explain this feeling; she didn't understand why she was so furious. For the first time, she forgot the Spider Goddess's command and decided the lich's fate purely on this rage.
