Dim... and... faded...?  Wendy, of course, didn't yet know that it was shining brightly for her two companions.  It seemed pretty clear what had happened, though.  The stone was a one-shot, one wish for the stone's holder...  And then it was used-up.<br/><br/>And she'd wasted her shot.  Wasted!  On some pathetic, blonde bimbo who was so stupid that she'd deserved whatever fate dealt her in this death-trap of a dungeon.  The lucky little bitch...  Should just kill her right now...  Kill them all...<br/><br/>Sighing, she tossed the scepter over and took a few deep breaths, trying to master the sudden onset of homicidal rage.  It wouldn't be useful in this case, wouldn't serve any purpose other than momentary amusement, and then she'd die horribly on her own...  She needed them both alive...  And, after a few seconds, she was back to her usual self, if perhaps a little more subdued.<br/><br/>"...So,"  She spoke up, looking over at the stone.  "Just to confirm, the stone is now faded and dim, seemingly devoid of all power, right?  Or is there some crazy illusion on it or something that only I can see, since I just used it or whatever."