There is a momentary pause, then Xandria giggles. "Oooh, you're bad," she says, wiggling herself against the newly formed tail.<br/><br/>The staff keeps a hold of the Queen, and Amara can sense it's doing something else, as well.<br/><br/>"The political situation?" she asks, with a slight laugh. "Whoever has power controls territory. Control shifts daily; what else do you expect from demons?" she asks.