Shattering

How exhausted she was
Her bones felt like they were made of glass,
Shattering as soon as the walls were down. 
Yet the cold facade never wavered 
Yet it didn’t stop her
As she unleashed herself
Her eyes piercing 
Her lips turned into a sly smirk

Was it the dagger or the sword?
Or was it simply her presence?
That even the All Mighty feared
Some say she was heartless 
Or a monster under the bed

The power coursing through her veins
Was enough for shattering them all.