Nyx, resting with her arms draped lazily along the edge of the bath, gave a slow exhale. "She'll face something, that's a given in my opinion. But I don't expect proper justice. Dungeons are as close to lawless zones as you can get in the States. She'll argue it was 'for the greater good.' If it ever gets brought before a judge, she has a solid case."
Her smirk faded, expression becoming bitter. "She'll walk away with a slap on the wrist."
