[To Sandpit] Ah, my pet. You were a thing of beauty. A whispering lake of sand that preyed upon the weak. Until the Guardians turned you into this frozen...dish! Well, revenge is a dish best served cold. Quintessence!
[She summons lighting which wraps in circles around her arm and hand, which makes Sandpit unfreeze and becomes alive again]
Would you like a taste of that dish, my walking Sandpit?
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