“You really thought I was going to let Mother kill you and your little friends?” Mattie asks, offended. “God, I’m not that cruel.”

Carmilla stares at the stake poking out of her-mother-as-Perry’s heart, at the real Perry slowly waking up. “That’s all it takes to kill her?”

“Oh, please.” Mattie waves a hand. “I took care of the whole immortal god problem ages ago.”