Both royal elves looked on in confusion at the large room that should have had the struggling Moon Clan fighting the fruitless battle against the animated objects. Instead of struggling werewolves fighting a hopeless battle, they found a room splattered with blood and countless wounded Moon clans sprawled out. Moans and groans were heard from the mass of wounded but what was most strange was not a single piece of furniture moved through the projection. Abruptly, a flash of silver and darkness filled the projection then the connection was cut as the spectral eye they used for viewing was somehow destroyed.
"What is going on! It hasn't been hardly any time, when we last looked they were being kept well under control!" The male king's eyes bulged some as he looked on in confusion.
