She became merely a female robbed of her mate.

Reason was not in her, nor charity, nor justice.
All that was abnormal in human nature seemed coalesced in her, dominant, passionate, savage, terrible.

She hated with an incredible and insane ferocity.

In the seclusion of her tent, crouched on her bed, silent, locked, motionless, she yet was the embodiment of all terrible strife and storm in nature.

Her heart was a maelstrom and would have whirled and sucked down to hell all the beings that were men.