Draiss tore as much of the power from the dying primal as he could, storing what little he got for later study in a special jar he had had an avatar prepare for just this purpose during his week off. That done, he labeled the jar, and sent it back to the domain, before heading off to the next one, the water primal.<br/><br/><hr/>Two hours later, Draiss collapsed beside the area of the last tainted primal's death, having decided to do the non-tainted ones after the tainted water primal, the non-tainted requiring much more finesse than the tainted ones. He groaned, and checked the status of the jars, before sending the last one through to the lab for later study. Only three of them had forced him to use a divine blast, likely overkill, but they had irritated him, and so earned his wrath. He laughed to himself at how pretentious that sounded, even in his head, before standing up, and deciding to head back to Union for the first two rewards, wanting to wait until tomorrow before wrestling an angry ancient dragon into submission. With any luck, the one he had chosen, a male dragon that had study grappling techniques for a good portion of his life, would be able to provide a substantial challenge.