Rock was a luddite. An asshole. A teutonic jerk. Such insults rotated 'round in her mind. She missed the days when her enemies quickly realized her worth -- her status -- and would fling insults only in a way that suggested they knew how truly formidable a Slayer could be.

"All the horses?" She asked with annoyance sourced more in the power-struggle than in the loss of a few beasts.