“Good. The rest of you are to continue your duties until I inform you otherwise,” she said. One by one, the globules lost focus and form, dropping sloppily into rough-hewn wooden buckets placed upon the chairs. The circles painted unto the chairs beneath the containers shimmered ever so slightly with dull light before dying out. She hopped down from her chair and slowly made her way out of the room. The dragon head had not dissipated, instead turning on the spot and following her as she left.