All the abominations in the building started to riot, seeing this scene as they looked at the empty throne with fear.
Just as they were about to go crazy, all of them stopped moving, as if having gotten some command, they all got back into their original position.
White mist rose from the empty throne, covering it. From that fog, a hand reached out as the mist was dispelled, revealing the figure of The Virtuless, completely unharmed.
"AGGGGG!!!!!!"
Her face was filled with anger, looking hideous as she roared in fury; she slammed the throne she was sitting on, and it crumbled.
Another throne quickly replaced it, and after venting for a while, she calmed herself down. Seeing her rage in her heart, she snapped her finger.
All the abominations in the room started to turn into dry husks, and after a while, only a pile of white ash was left.
Now, the only ones in the room were the Virtuless and the cocoon. She turned her attention to the cocoon and remained silent.
