Ceres paused, frowning, then grinned, a particularly wicked thought forming. "I think I can do one thing first. You might want to avoid going near the door, however."<br/><br/>Stalking over to the door, she chuckled, then hopped down to the Seventh floor, moving over to the stairwell that led to the Sixth floor. Standing at the peak of the stairs, she paused, took in a deep breath of air, and let her heritage do the rest, converting the air she had inhaled into the deadly gas that she slowly exhaled down the stairwell, the greenish-gray cloud slowly creeping down each step like a misty waterfall. A few moments later, the chanting was suddenly halted by choked screaming, the noises akin to hearing something trying to yell while gargling something thick and liquidy.<br/><br/>Practically Skipping back up to the top floor, Ceres giggled maniacally all the way to the top, then entered the room to see Silet and Soanala still at an impasse. "Well, that was fun. And, before you ask again, No, I'm not going to go plane-hopping for practically any reason." Several moments later, the chanting returned, though, while diminished somewhat in sheer volume, was closer than before, and sounding a lot angrier.