“Oh thank the Gods; I lost.” She sighs, relief flooding her body. This reverie is not long for this world however, as the instant the Bugbear and Goblin duo rise up and Jub is held aloft; aglow; triumphant..

Dread and frustration set in.

“Wait. I lost to [i]them?[/i]”

Her brow furrows, watching as the goblinoids ascend to claim victory. She wags a finger and looks sternly at the stage, metaphorically imposing the world upon it. Soon an abacus glows spectrally before her, formulae manifesting in the air as she began rapidly shuffling the device with her hands.

“…I lost by [i]Two?![/i]. Oh, bother.”

Flinging her hands, she dispelled the spectral mathematica and crosses her arms in a sulk. Don’t worry; soon enough existential dread at her failed foiling of the bad plan will set back in, and she’ll begin to chew her nails- but for now, sulking it is.