She motioned expansively with wings and arms. "Whole fuckin' place. Full of bastards, deceiving, lying children who think they know the world. Even that fucker Magnetra can't preach a sermon good 'nough to make this right."
Her tone was fierce, almost a snarl. She wanted to punch something, break things, anything to distract her from the rage that boiled in her stomach. "We attacked goddamn children. Our own children. Coulda been my kids, if I'd had any. Could have been friends. Who does that help but the fucking humans?"