She watched his downfall with a sinister grin on her face. A kind of tooth-filled grin that seemed almost downright bloodthirsty. It seemed almost too easy to fall her prey, forgetting that he had recently sustained injuries before their skirmish. Roaring mightily, her primal instincts took hold of her again. Kill. Kill... Kill him! He deserved to die! To think that he could actually challenge a god and expect her to be anything but the victor was absolutely foolish. With all uncertainties, she had the advantage.

As she began to advance toward his body, she went a good foot before stopping. This was wrong... You know very well not to hurt the ones you love. This is not the right thing to do.

That voice! The one from before.... It had returned yet again, slightly stronger this time. Dana hissed against the soft voice that flittered through her mind. "NO...! I... WILL NOT LISTEN!" she shrieked in retaliation. There was no way some VOICE was going to make her judgment sway the other way.