There were bricks....and then there were bricks. Laying bricks was a slow, calm process. Yelena hummed softly thinking about the palisades and atriums she would build. A colliseum made from warm yellow stone; a cheerful redbrick shed, a cobblestone path. It would be difficult and would certainly take a lot of time, but she would do it, in the end.

Sadly Yelina decided that she no longer liked bricks; she even hated Lego. How things change....

What she really liked was going out and killing things with her crossbow. She was determined to kill the most things ever; well, more than Genghis anyway.