As her last royal falls, the board vanishes, and the dragon nods, slowly fading out and becoming insubstantial, as well. "Perhaps we shall meet on a lower floor, where I can make my offer," she says, smiling faintly, until her smile is all that remains, before winking out, as well.<br/><br/>"That was... somewhat depressing," Ama says, after a minute of silence.<br/><br/>Their chests, weapons for this floor, contain a +5 Javelin of Disruption and a +4 Wounding Bastard Sword.