Redana's thoughts trail after her like a banner snapping in the wind, unable to keep up with her. Her sword flashes in the moonlight.

Most of these thoughts, the faster ones, are screaming about Bella and how thorough, how calculated, how ruthless the dismembering strikes were, peeling Bella apart with the same horrifically casual grace with which she bisected the [i]Plousios[/i] and how could you, Yue, how could you offer hospitality and have a house with windchimes and sheep blissfully gathering sunlight out on the fields and still strike Bella down with all the placidity of a, of a lake, of a fish, of a third placid thing, she'll make what happened when she was ridden by Dionysus on the [i]Plousios[/i] look like a funny little temper tantrum compared to what she's going to do here to avenge her [i]wife[/i] and

Some of the slower thoughts make a desperate jump onto Redana's back and start screaming that Bella does not look dismembered actually and also that they're chatting and Yue is laughing in a way that is deeply similar to how Redana laughs and Bella's lifting her head and oh Olympians on high she's mid-swing at an unarmed opponent and

Redana makes a wild swing which comes nowhere near Yue, as a result of swinging herself off balance at the last second, and her sword leaves her hands (yes, even with the bandage) at the apex of the arc and goes swinging off into the water with a splash as she tumbles down onto her knees and pulls Bella's upper half into her arms and sobs in a way that is not particularly dignified at all. She should have good words, words worthy to the moment, but it's honestly mostly blubbering.

She thought she was done with this, see. Done with seeing Bella be torn apart. Murdered. Butchered. She clings to Bella like a blanket. This is likely not doing Bella's wounded pride any favors, but surely she must feel the tension in Redana's arms, the way she holds Bella like something, someone, more precious than diamonds, and the big sniffling shakes of her shoulders.

There's really no coming back from making your wife cry, is there?