Thieves were fun to hunt. They often had interesting things hidden away on their person. Dragons were frustrating. They were hard as hell to hit for someone who hated using a bow, but the new shout that made them crash made battles much more fun.

She hadn't minded the cultists really. The voice of the man in the Stones was soothing and the minor period of menial labor wasn't that bad really. She was irritated to be paralysed, but that still wasn't so bad.

No.

What was annoying. Downright infuriating. He stole her damn souls! Those were her souls! Not his! He had no right to steal her souls! She never lost her temper, but when he ripped her hard-earned soul from her... She saw red.

Next time she went to Apocrypha, he was a dead man.