"Well, that alliance is one course of action," Tiamat said with an approving nod, "But destroying Diasee is only the first step. When we are sure without a shadow of a doubt that he is obliterated for eternity, we must restore the flow of mana, or else we ourselves have slowly choked the life out of our worlds." Tiamat, a grave concern plastered on her expression, looked to the skies.
"I could not live with that sort of blame, and we now are on borrowed time..." She closed her eyes and faced downward for a moment in thought, then smiled as she turned her gaze to Ferre. "...But I am sure you have enough time for sightseeing. This decision will be good for you, dear Ferre -and enough time to beautify your hair."
Putting the back of her free left claw to her mouth, The Dragon Queen giggled aside at Serena's handiwork.
Pinkie Pool's archnemesis: Oatmeal.