She didn’t let any of them get away when it was all said and done. She came to after landing on one brigand who had been desperately begging for his life, as she snapped his bow underfoot and put an end to his pleas. She wasn’t sure how to feel after it was all said and done. Numbness was all she could recall, numbness and emptiness. And bad dreams. She kept telling herself she’d treat other griffons better, even if they were enemies, but she could never be sure, not after what she had done. She could barely face Fallow when he had found her.