"…"
*Knock* *Knock*
"…"
(For fuck sake…. More documents? I've just finished!) – thought ClownFrog.
"Enter." – said ClownFrog with a tired voice, before moments later Tail entered the room.
"?"
"Tail?"
"Sup boss." – said Tail.
"So, there is a situation."
"The witches, they finally managed to decide their representative and they want to meet up with you personally."
"And…. Well…."
"…"
"What is it?" – asked ClownFrog.
"…. Well… Their representees…. It's one of the "nails"." – said Tail.
"!?"
"Wait, Nail?!" – said shocked ClownFrog.
(They are dispatching one of their top executives here?)
(….)
"Okay. Where are they?" – asked ClownFrog as he stood up.
[Sometime later: Castle guest room.]
"Greetings your majesty." – said tall woman in an orange dress that also that also had orange scaled hand alongside a long orange lizard tail.
"My name is Elizabeth Marvawan. I'm the head of one of the Medea fingers, the nail of ferality."
"And I'm known as the witch of wild beasts."
