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Ben did feel the weapon slowly being pulled out of his grip but did not fight it. He waited with great anticipation, his fingers lightly pressed against the marble as he tried to feel a difference. Once upon a time there was a story about a vampire who had somehow gone blind and his other senses worked so well that he could tell the difference in everything he touched. That was a simple story of course, but until he knew what was the result of his actions he couldn't think of anything else. Perhaps this was a sign that he needed to better hone his other senses; he could say with pride that his eyesight was excellent but the rest had room for improvement.

Fortunately he did not have to wait long as Lilie informed him of what had happened: the pillar had changed and a crest had appeared. [I]One step in the right direction, I assume,[/I] He thought to himself, but the fact that that was the only change hinted that there was more work to be done. The young vampire straightened up and backed away from the pillar while he considered his next options. He had to fight the urge to search himself, feeling quite vulnerable for a second.

[color=C0C0C0]"We will repeat the process until there is nothing left,"[/color] Ben said. [color=C0C0C0]"Guide me to the other objects and once we are finished, we will see if the rest of the nobles follow His Majesty's lead and make an appearance before us as well."[/color]

There was no concrete confidence in his choice but it would be a step forward if nothing else. He believed once the pillars were set up that something must happen. If not, then they would simply have to adjust accordingly. Considering that was very much a possibility, Ben made sure to think of a few alternative choices while he waited for Lilie to lead him towards the other objects.