she then slammed into the guards heads, knocking the remaining fighters out before going to the queen and grabbing her, knowing her guards are done. *your gonna pay.*

She gazes at her disinterestedly. "I don't owe you anything."

she grabbed the knife out of the guards leg and aimed it at her arm. *yeah you do. an explanation, for starters. why did you take Arachne?*

She raises her eyebrows a little at the blade, but otherwise is unfazed. "That's angel business. Not yours."

she then cut her arm, piercing a vital vein that would kill her arm in hours if left untreated.

She's startled, but not very upset. She just stares at the wound. "Is this your ordinary way of problem solving? It's quite barbaric. Do you have no shame?"

*and yours is dictatorial! you dont let your citizens have any rights! they cant live! youve subjugated them so much they dont know what the word freedom is! i may be barbaric, but at least i give others happiness! your citizens arent anything more than walking vegetables! your people have no purpose! YOU have no purpose!*

She just stares at her, looking like she'd rather be watching paint dry.

she then stabbed her arm before slicing it cleanly off.

That makes her annoyed. Mildly. "Take your wife and leave. You're wasting my time."