She still felt a great deal of satisfaction in seeing that there were those who were still afraid of her. Despite printing all of the lies they wished about her mental health, many of the souls gathered on the ground floor of the building stared at her with wide eyes, fearful of what she might do next. It was tempting to just start cursing the wretched beings, but she stopped herself. The last thing she needed was to get caught in violence she couldn't get out of or arrested.