As she stood there, tied to a stake, Treya was a little bummed out her village had pegged her for the demon sacrifice. Yeah, she was a beautiful maiden and all that, but she’d had big plans for her life that didn’t include early and painful death. A lot of flowery words were said about duty and honor and everything, but to Treya it sounded like gross rationalization. When the drooling demon arrived, Treya snapped his ugly neck. He exploded into dust, a surprised expression on his face. Treya untied the tether around her ankle and left without looking back.