Lord Doirioth's words sent the council into a state of chaos. Everyone had something to say, and no one could get their voices heard over the others'. Madam Yotsura pursed her lips, leaned back on her high-back seat, and lightly tapped her fingers on her leg.
She let a few moments pass by as people discussed amidst this chaos. The elderly, high ranking council members scolded the younger men and women, claiming they should be silent as the more experienced solved the issue.
Lord Doirioth had half a dozen council members just shouting at him. His expression alone was enough; they were clearly spouting nonsense.
Madam Yotsura waited for them to grow tired of shouting at each other, then stood up and tapped on the desk with her finger. As her nail hit the wooden surface, she enhanced that noise with her magic.
