Scara looks at the council member and replies, "No, she's just difficult." Meanwhile, Marina went to throw up but tripped over her own damn feet. She flailed forward and puked all over her black leather vest and then faceplanted to the cobblestone floor. Wiping nasty arse and putrid vomit from her face, she discovered her nose was bleeding. Not only that, nope! She grew whiskers. Marina let out a wail, a quick one, as she held back a sob. She then used motioned for her servant. "Scara! My staff!" Once Scara handed her staff to her, [color=ec008c][b]Marina then would attempt to use a cleaning spell. [/b][/color] And then the castle began to tremble once again. But the council of Evil destroyed the beast of a molerat!