Effigy PartySpoilerSarris is leaning against a nearby tree, watching the spectacle. The effort of concentrating on the illusion doesn't even furrow his brow--he's had to concentrate harder on research those times he has gone three days without sleep--but his brow furrows anyway, in disapproval of the immature behavior of the "Gobbler's" executioners. That lizard's discoveries had better be worth this puerile farce, he growls to himself.