"The Third Seat." With her long hair swaying and dragon robe trailing on the ground, the empress, restored to her prime splendor, walked out with elegance and sat on a throne that seemed to transform into a dragon chair.
"The Fourth Seat." No longer did a girl resembling the Hero appear; instead, a round iron ball dropped onto the chair and stayed there firmly, with lights blinking in greeting.
"The Fifth Seat." A thin man stepped out of the void, first bowing respectfully to the Hero, then nodding to the empress before taking his seat with a sigh of sentiment.
"The Sixth Seat." Five pairs of massive light wings folded away, revealing a silhouette of radiance. Silently, its flickering eyes scrutinized the Hero's face, as if engraving the image deep into its soul.
Only when the Hero furrowed his brow and the tip of the Holy Sword in his hand gently swayed towards it, did the radiant silhouette slowly sit down.
"The Seventh Seat."
