Seeing Lion applauding while floating in the air dressed in an impeccable black suit with gold embroidery, very similar to the style of clothing my teacher wore, was shocking... He had done it again, appearing when he could be needed most... . Although his advance was not exempt from certain boos and insults and shouts as he crossed the room towards the platform...
"If you have finished as counselor, Birta, I would like to ask for the use of the floor as the counselor that I am and referred to by your words…" The Nordic woman's face was a poem; of all that our faction could be expected to do to defend itself, this was the last. Lion had kept his tone low and polite, only perched next to him, and nodded to Perl.
