Even black rage can't stand up to being abruptly dropped in a pit and ejected ten feet away. She scrambles to her feet, hearing Bunny but not quite comprehending him. The images won't leave her mind - oh, it's found a nice deep well, hasn't it, thirty fucking years subjective time in that hellscape, letting go of everything she ever loved or holding it so tightly that it deformed under her fingers -

Wave upon wave of them. Friends dying under her hands. Killing her own students. A bomb in Mama Sofia's car. Her father in a cage.

"FUCK YOU," she roars - at everything and nothing - and tries to renew her attack. Instead she falls to her knees, tears streaming down her face.