The two of them? So Shadow Weaver understood what kind of person Catra was. She'd accepted her as a force of equal power to herself. Maybe her effortless defeat of the sorceress that had led to her imprisonment had actually been enough to prove her worth to her. She was better than Adora and she was stronger than Shadow Weaver. And she saw that, now.

"Willing?" She let out a condescending laugh. "Oh, I'm willing. I'm not weak like Hordak, and I'm not a failure like Adora. I'll do what it takes."

Adora. Always Adora. Catra was sick of hearing her name; sick of her very existence. She would absolutely erase her. Get rid of her completely. Adora couldn't hurt her anymore if she was gone for good.