I saw a room which looked like an incredibly large conference
room. The proportions seemed all wrong. A man who seemed no less than fifteen
feet tall was running a very long and tedious meeting. I could hear his
voice, but in the beginning, the words were garbled, and I couldn't see
his head. There were many people there, but I could only make out
two: the headless giant, and another, who was the man dressed in leather
(Torel). I also partially made out another very large figure, who was a
woman, but she was partially faded into the blackness of the room.
"Considering her talent, we feel that it would be
a boon to The Order if we send her away to be tutored by Miss Toussare"
The smaller man stood, and screamed, "Over my dead
ashes!"
The room fell silent. The headless giant cleared
his throat, "I see."
A shock wave rippled through the room, dispersing
the image like a reflection in a puddle.