Then, she realised. There was one thing, one thought, that’d kept her alive all this time. When light was gone and hope was dead, there was anger. There was that one black, boiling, rabid revenant thought, right back there in the wilder corners of her mind. Attack. Attack them with every last shred of you. If this is your end, make it a real fucking end. If they’re going to kill you, take them down screaming with you.