"Archmage Atris!"
In the resplendently illuminated hall of the Crystal Castle, a rift in space emerged above the throne, made of a mixture of fifteen types of legendary metals. This rift then spread out, from within the black crevice, shrouded in a hazy golden light, came a young girl with loose flowing hair as she stepped out.
Then, quite naturally, the girl sat upon the stone throne, looking down where neatly lined up on both sides, "humans" bowed to her. Among them, at the forefront on the left line, stood the striking blonde head maid, Sophia, possessing a beauty that bore some resemblance to the Golden Dragon Mother.
"Hmm!" The Golden Dragon Mother, Atris, gazed downwards, nodding slightly, carrying a natural authority inherent to those at the top.