I smirked. "Then turn it back on," I said, starting back toward my throne.
"Loyal subjects of Engor," I started, "we have many trials ahead of us. ThornWick is threatening our way of life and we will go off and defeat them!" The crowd cheered for a moment. I raised my arms to silence them. "But, before we can deal with the enemies outside our borders, we must deal with the threats within." The men in the crowd glanced nervously at each other, I looked toward the hacker. "It has come to my attention that there is a dragon in our kingdom who has taken the form of a woman!"
I saw her vanish. I was proud of myself, believing I had found a way to turn the game against her, to make her the target of my war. I observed the reactions of the crowd, finding a mixture of anger and confusion, blood lust and curiosity, each character conjuring a different image in their synthetic skulls.
"The woman is crafty and quick!" I continued. "Her hair shines like silver and on her wrist is a magical-"
I indicated my wrist to the crowd, and realized my arm was different. My fingers looked too thin and the color of my skin had changed. I felt weird and the floor appeared to rise beneath me. A shriek ripped through the night sky.
I might have made a mistake.
Four torches hung from pillars thick with vines. The throne room was smaller and much darker, and not even a room anymore. I looked up to see a canopy of trees and a full moon. Fallen leaves dotted a stone floor with small cracks visible in it. The ground began to tremble.
"Protect the king!" one of the men shouted.
"Those scoundrels of ThornWick will stop at nothing - to unleash a dragon on us!" another said.