She has always known that this spirit in particular likes to twist things. It wouldn't surprise her to know that Justice had felt she was mocking him, baiting him. Justice could only think in black and white, and she had always been too many different shades of grey -- different than what he was used to, than what Anders was used to, it was likely too much.

Maybe she would pity him, if not for the fact that he'd made so much of her life miserable.

An Elemental Wall springs up as Merrill twists, trying to protect Bethany from the fire that's been shot at her with her body and the magic. Her teeth grit and she releases her friend to move again, calling up a chunk of stone to throw directly at Vengeance's big ugly face.

"You've become everything you ever claimed to hate! You're no better than any of the Templars you've ever fought against!"