Justice is public.

Revenge is personal.

Anaysha slowly rose from her position, her eyes like chipped flint as she stood by Jared’s side. The scent of cordite hung heavy in the air, but her voice was steady, cutting through the low hum of the ship’s engines. "It's over, Mother." Her tone devoid of the fear that had once defined their relationship. "Your game has reached its end. Even if you kill us now, you’ve already lost everything."