[Irene]

"But when his heart was lifted up, and his mind hardened in pride, he was deposed from his royal throne, and stripped from his glory."

The calm before the storm.
A Glykin rests on his new, yet ruined throne, twirling around in his hand a wand brighter than any. The room is lit up by his light alone.

The Glykin Representative spot is now occupied by Malignance.
In the meanwhile. .

"What do they call it, again? Vol. . Voli? Voila? Well -- the sword was dropped in whatever this 'Voilily' is."
Malady and Rottenness, the Elf and Doriad Representatives, are approaching Sigrogana in search for something.
"Malady. . agrees. ."