Priya watched the challenges unfolding before her with a decidedly bored air. Her people weren't doing too well: in fact, it appeared as though Bellefonte Academy was winning. Several of their groups did quite well. One group in particular had separated themselves as being decidedly ahead of the rest of the pack. Priya recognized at least one of them as being a member of Elsa's cute little Council. Well, she'd already messed with that plan in the best possible way. All part of the preparation for this.
The sabotage was in place. Priya's people would ignite flames and topple Bellefonte's reign as the supreme school. Their precious princesses had been given power far beyond their ken, and now it was time for them to realize that they couldn't possibly live up to the expectations, the strain. and Priya would be right there to pick up the pieces and counsel the poor individuals burned by the fires.
It made her warm and fuzzy inside.
She'd already received notice that her agents were ready. An exploder headed to the library: all those tomes proving to be so much kindling. Another would head to the kitchen, hopefully to catch the Bellefonte's manservant. But the main event needed to start here, to attract attention.
"Any time now, Miss Petrowski," Priya mumbled, tapping her fingers against her cheek. Elena Petrowski was nothing if not efficient though, so Priya didn't wager she'd be waiting long...