what I find, just, so indescribably funny is that every single villain moment Cytherea attempts after the reveal gets fucking demolished. She does her little speech and Camilla smashes in from stage right with the wrath of the Emperor. She withers Cam and Harrow appears to bury her in a fuck-off amount of skeletons. “You couldn’t fucking afford me.” From “nothing can hurt me anymore” to “Spoke too soon, old news.” She goes to butcher Ianthe and Camilla gets her in the back. “Step off, bitch.” Every time she gets ready to murder she gets got. Even if you are an adult and surrounded by toddlers, a toddler with a sufficient lack of regard for their own safety can launch themselves at you with enough force to bowl you over, and every time she stands up yet another toddler launches themselves at her knees. Poetic cinema.