"I am well aware," Nyrissa said - he'd notice that she, as well as the man made of worms, and the medusa, seemed to stand up straighter and less uncertainly. "We are back in the First World."<br/><br/>Despite the chaos around them, it's an easy task to get into the throne room - their foes seem to almost part around them, allowing the group into the castle without incident. There, he'd find a rather distressing sight, as all of his advisors, as well as his child, were sitting around the throne, looking to be bound by magic, kneeling and unable to move.<br/><br/>At the heart of the room, seated upon his throne, is the Lantern King himself. His laughter fills the room, as Devaguea and his group approach - it's hard to tell if it's joyous, or ominous. "Oh! How wrong I was! What better than an unexpected finale for such a performance? All it took was a change of the setting and main character!" His mask now almost seems jovial, in an over-the-top, mocking manner.