Everyone who betrayed me. Everyone who stopped being useful or got in my way, because if I didn't throw them away, they'd betray me too!

[Anna's smile isn't right. It's focused, trembling. The kind of expression only a few of you have seen on her. Something is wrong.]

My last disciple said I was weak and ran off. My little sister wants us all to just be happy friends again. My mother called me a heretic! She thinks Magiaconatus wants Ernesta to win and -- and not just that, that its will is the will of the gods! That girl, that demon ruined everything I cared about.

[A harsh laugh.]

So I threw it away. All of it. I even threw away myself. Why should I stop at any of you?