Summons Gray Council

"Lea!" I screamed.
"Yes, child?" she asked, her tone pleasant and conversational. I could still hear her perfectly clearly. Neat trick.
"The king and his jokers are about to hit us with something big."
"Oh, my, yes," the Leanansidhe said, looking skyward dreamily.
"So do something!" I howled at her.
"I already am," she assured me.
She removed a small emerald from a pocket of her gown and flung it skyward. It sparkled and flashed, and flew up out of the light of torches and swords, and vanished into the night. A few seconds later, it exploded in a cloud of merry green sparks.
"There. That place will do," she said, clapping her hands and bouncing up and down on her toes. "Now we shall see a real dance."
Green lightning split the sky, erupting with such a burst of thunder that the ground shook. Instead of fading, though, the thunder grew louder as more and more strokes of lightning flared out from the area of sky where Lea's gem had exploded into light.
Then a sheet of a dozen separate green bolts of lightning fell all at the same time onto the ground of the ball court twenty yards away, blowing smoking craters in the ground.
It took my dazzled eyes a few seconds to recover from that, and when they did, my heart almost stopped.
Standing on the ball court were twelve figures.
Twelve people in shapeless grey robes. Grey cloaks. Grey hoods.
And every single one of them held a wizard's staff in one hand.
The Grey Council.
The Grey Council!


Changes Chapter 46, Page 490-491