Letting loose with the battle cry instilled feelings deep inside of her that she hadn't felt since Silent Hill.

Well-- actually, she'd felt it a little the other day, when she'd put the fear of God into that would-be vampire hunter.

But it was stronger right now, with this creature before her.

It wasn't anger exactly. It was one part anger, three parts thrill, and one part a weird giddiness. A glee at her own power.

Look what I can do.

She splashed forward, wings flaring behind her, and swung a giant fist, roaring again.