The two groups continued to stare at one another, unspeaking. Draco had no idea if there was some sort of formality to follow, and was loathe to be the first to break the silence. He felt Theo, Adrian-Potter, and Blaise shift a touch closer to him, perhaps feeling the same thing he did. Power. These women radiated power. It fairly pulsed off of them, inundating them with waves of it. Hela, staring at Draco out of those bright blue eyes, was the first to speak.