Ugh Begging, she hated when they begged. Glory pushed into the womans mind, light spilling around her as she did, It almost hurt to do it. Hurt the woman more of course but that was her own fault more than anything else. Begging for mercy. Really. Glory didn't do mercy. Why would she, it was for people that were weak. People that didn't need to get back home. People that didn't need to do what she was doing. And the pain would be over soon.
She pulled her hands free, job done, and the woman undamaged. Well, physically. Mentally who knew. Who even cared?
"Thanks sweetie, and sorry about the party. Looks like it would have been fun. But don't you worry. I'm gonna throw a party of my own and its gonna be amazing. Trust me on that" she told her, leaving her where she was, amid the shattered remains of party supplies and walking away.