Ankyra Sound who do you battle in your dreams?

Three of them now, all male.  In all honesty, Rosalyn's impression of their type had always been iffy, but recent times had made it generally clear what company she preferred.  Men and their damn egos.  They weren't even to be allowed to search the ocean for scraps; apparently the wolves of the cliffs owned even the sea down here.  She hoped the bear ate them.

She sidled a step closer to Erzulie, then looked at Caiaphas, her eyes taking on a clear note of 'you have got to be kidding me'.  She would fight them, honestly; she'd like nothing more than to shove their smug noses in the sand.  But while Rosalyn and Erzulie traveled as adults free and clear, Caiaphas had kids now.  Rosalyn wondered if that hadn't taken some of the edge from the witch.