Mind control... It's one of the most disgusting uses of magic Rita can conceive of, and yet here she is, surrounded by people who use it. Under normal circumstances, it's a tactic she'd never want to use. But the fae aren't normal enemies. What they're about to attempt doesn't even come close to how deeply they distort the wills of the people they abduct.

When Ignatius resists, Rita jerks the sword, twisting it in his chest.

"You won't?" she repeats, glaring. "Funny. I've seen people every bit as willful as you have their minds twisted around by you and your kind." He thinks he's different, just because he's fae? He'd better think again.