Kalinda didn't even have to hesitate, as she saw the ruined city once more, imagined the families torn about, the lives lost. She couldn't be selfish. "Some things are bigger then the death of someone I care about" she said, bringing her dagger up, imagining the children who might not have parents, the parents holding their lifeless child's body, the woman or man shaking with grief for their lost partner. Any number of people could have been killed by this attack.

And she had a chance to stop it. 

"Monster" she hissed, bringing her other hand, now holding a dagger itself, into Frosts gut, as her other dagger aimed for his throat.