*Meanwhile a force watches from afar with interest, its eyes or perhaps whatever passes for sensory organs to it now, greedily observing every moment. Every attack and defense. Boast and plea. Triumph and defeat. And, shifting itself into a comfortable position, this force sits back, an amused smile slowly creeping across its face as it lifts a smooth obsidian sphere and applies pressure to it, causing the surface to indent slightly and the object itself to emit a low beeping noise*

[color=slategray][b]???:[/b] [I]Looks like I'm in for quite the show today.[/I][/color]