Arma tasted an exquisite jasmine oolong tea, clearly something from the King's own kitchen. A small amount of honey has sweetened the taste just the right amount. As he reached the last drops of the cup, a different taste hit his tongue. Something vile and bitter enough to make a normal neopet pucker. His vision began to swell with colors that at first swirled but slowly solidified over parts of the room.

Just below them a stand of armor was glowing with a faint green hue, it was below the floorboards. The more pressing matter was the picture, now depicting a blue Lenny fleeing a giant, mutated gelert. Above it, the word 'sting' appears to be written in a glowing yellow, the paint dripping down the wall.

A few other things where glowing in the room. The fire was glowing with the same yellow color, and a grey color emanated from a single book on the bookshelf. Up in the chimney, a strong blue magic covered the trapdoor, though it was blurry through the stone. Finally, the other two cups where glowing as well, with a pink colored, wispy aura drifts away from the steam still coming off the hot mugs.