Despite the eeriness of the situation, Draco just laughed. His laughter broke the spell of tension felt by his people, as well as the anonymous grunts that followed their bosses here.
His laughter wasn't jarring, but there was a sarcastic edge to it that made the 9 bosses clearly unhappy. He then cut his laughter and observed each of these people carefully.
Closest to him was a short woman who looked playful. She had light blue hair and glasses that went with her creamy skin, and her green eyes were darker than Draco's own bright ones.
She wore a simple green dress and had sandals that matched her attire. She gazed at Draco with mild interest and he could see some cunningness in her eyes.
Next to this woman was a thin and unassuming man who looked like a criminal. His face was rough and heavily contoured, and his light brown eyes were perpetually narrowed, as if he distrusted everyone around him.
