*Sigh…* "How long is this going to last… At this rate, we might even lose..." A deep, almost otherworldly voice came mumbling from the pitch-black darkness of the room, clear weariness in his tone.
In the middle of the wide, expansive throne room was a flight of stairs about 5 steps high, tinted in a mixture of black and gold. Atop these steps laid a large, magnificent throne carved out of black and red crystals, decorated with various glowing, futuristic metals resembling that of bones of different species giving it a feint yet ominous air of death.
