Draiss was already in his domain, and shook his head, intent on watching unless the Emperor suddenly pulled out the fire and brimstone, and unleashed an entire plane, in which case his now nearly half a million strong DS would be teaching them the meaning of a hot drop. He could only sigh, and withdraw all but the two inflitrators, who had been quite busy during the last hour, killing targets of opportunity by yanking their heads into walls while phased and releasing them, or through a flag pole, or his personal favorite, dragging a warmaster into the middle of a barrel of spears and letting go. A whole new meaning to 'weapon swallowing.' After nearly thirty key personnel had been removed, the infiltrators pulled back and up, squatting down onto the highest public location they could, to watch the show.