Fanyr threw the looking glass across the room and into a wall causing it to shatter into a million pieces as he yelled in frustration. The mermaids had failed miserably. He was loathe to admitting it, but he was running out of ideas and to make matters worse the girls were gaining more power. The fact that the girl's voice had outmatched the leader of the mermaids was proof of that and what a beautiful voice she had.
'When she is mine I will have her sing for me every day.' He thought. Then he was struck by an idea, but he would need more time to set it up. He reformed the looking glass and gazed into it with a sinister smile as he watched the small group.
"Let's see how you handle the teragons." He smirked.