The next two courses passed in an exchange of unique customs and amusing cultural nuances.
"This has been a pleasure, really, but now, let's get back to the topic of interconnection. And maybe this time let's be a bit more... restrained in our negotiations"
...
While the mortals did their thing, back in my domain there was something... odd, going on; the 'marble' that compressed matter of the hundreds of thousands of cursed beasts had been vibrating, not the typical irritating buzz, but a low, bone-deep frequency. And as for the system, that stupid thing's been unresponsive this whole time; maybe it's finally gone, or maybe it's busy.
What am I thinking? It's a floating screen; what could it be busy with?
The thought was fleeting, especially since the low vibration had slowly been getting more and more difficult to ignore, as my arm began to feel uncomfortable from the growing vibrations, but then, before I could think of what to do next, my vision swam, then went black.
