An iridescent indigo SilkWing greets you.

Ah, hello, I’m Io. What do you do here? It can’t be any worse than the SilkWing Assembly. They just prattle on endlessly, “we need to do something with the Wasp loyalists!” “We can’t hurt them, that would be mean!” And then Belladonna steps in and starts shouting her head off about ‘vengeance’ and all that, and she’d be, erm, escorted out because it’s the SilkWing Assembly, not the LeafWing Assembly. Nightmarish. Oh, sorry; rambling.