Draiss watched the discharge with a tiny hint of trepidation as he realized the construct had grabbed one of the ORIGINAL Deep Core bombs, instead of the newer, lesser ones that would have burned everything to ash and left a dead plane where life had been seconds before. He tilted his head, and removed the seal around the plane, before leaning over and slapping Barid on the shoulder. "Told you they would work. But you were never pushed past ALMOST being able to use one. And no, Nadriina, you never were. I have, and always was the Inventor, the Archdragon, the Destabilizer. Verdelet got the title starkiller after hijacking one of my cruisers with a similar weapon and fired it at a star, and Barid here got Emperor of the Stars after he was offered the title. After I turned down the offer first, mind you."<br/><br/>He sighed, and tilted his head to the side, tapping into the communications between gods, waiting to see how they reacted to the casual deatomization of a plane. Waiting to see what the detected energy spike did, and if the drones could find Verdelet, whom he knew was at the heart of it.