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"Milord Aro?"

The Queen of Hearts asks. "I am restraining her. She acts rash at times. Such is Ev. A wasteland governed by a lawless mistress."

Langwidere steams in her binding. "YOU WHORE!!"

"I am. I AM THE QUEEN OF HEARTS AFTER ALL." She muses.

The dignitaries pause and almost fall back in shock.

Nunnaly: It's true.

(Ozma fidgets her hands steadily, as if uncomfortable of the truth)



Tsun A: Harmon's shade?? How?

Atsune: Memphis. His Mephistopheles. (spins axe) The Demon he contracted many centuries ago. She preserved his soul for that exact moment.

The Witches speak.

Azkadelia: If we may.. the Witches have sensed the imbalance in the governing forces of Oz. The scales are threatening tip.

Lihlue: The only thing is... there seems to be a catalyst is needed to fully disrupt the cycle.

Castra: And for that...

Elphabi: We cannot divine it. It's shrouded in mystery.