Serikul felt a spider come to her face as she walked among the corpses, she had not allowed some of them to come for her spiders would need to feed. With that, she took up her mount once more and headed back to the fortress to be debriefed on the situation. Though a thought had occurred to her as she was traveling back, had the Overlord helped her during the fight? It would certainly explain why the elven archers had not actually screamed for help and that annoyed her as she enjoyed hearing the screams of pain at times, though it was no matter. The Spider Queen quickly arrived back at the fortress and she took her place on a balcony, overlooking the new human slaves. Serikul let out a light chuckle before casting her eyes upon the scenery.
She had grown up with a similar view but it was such a long time ago that it normally doesn't cross her as "emotional". Serikul shook her head and climbed over the stone railing and crawled under the balcony. The view was different now and her hair was flowing towards the ground as she stood upside down. It was funny how a change in perspective could actually dramatically change how something was perceived. Although, her mind still wandered to the past which involved all of her own friends. Serikul remembered running through the nearby fields and just having a good time, being kids.
"Hahaha, Seri, let's go to the cliff and just look at the sunrise!" Harry, an old red headed friend yelled. Serikul had been in love with this kid for a while so she had went along. They had laid there in the sun rise over the mountains of her home.
However, that scene was not to last in her mind as the scenes of her personally killing the entire town, friends included, rushed into her mind. That dread of guilt had still been with her even though she knew it had been a hate filled rage that had consumed her. Though tears still filled her eyes, she absolutely hated it. Serikul clenched her fists and looked around for the closest human. She leapt out and tore him asunder, hate and grief fueling her fit of rage at the moment.