Strength of body

A memory shot forward to the front of her mind. It was one way back when she had been a child.

A few older goblins had beat her senseless, they took everything she had and left her in the rain. If it wasn't for her brother she might not have survived.

Beatrix growled in anger and delight. She knew exactly what she was going to do.

Strength is what she was going to do, if she had a great strength of body then she would have been able to strike down those that come after her.

With a crack of her fingers, Beatrix went over her ingredients.