"Please don't kill me!" the sorcerer screams, as Draiss easily overpowers him; he's clearly not stupid, and can tell that, if not a god, then a very, very powerful individual. Especially one who controls a balor. "Look, like... I didn't make it because I wanted to. I knew exactly what he was making it for. But you've got to believe me... I wouldn't have done it, if he wasn't..." He swallows nervously, and looks around, clearly seeing no escape. "He took her. He's holding her hostage. Says she's fine, says he won't hurt her, as long as I keep my mouth shut, and forget I ever made it, alright? Please, she means the world to me... don't let him kill my little girl."