The thing in the combat area didn't respond to the female's calls, too busy tearing its opponents apart with magic and the randomly forming limbs. A claw similar to that of a crab sprouted from one shoulder where a wing would be to effortlessly snip off several heads, before suddenly tearing itself free and screaming as it began dissolving into a puddle of ooze. Its chest seemed to explode at one point, hundreds of wrist thick blood tentacles with boiling tips gouging out eyes before slamming through the opponents' heads, before the thing tore one of the golems apart with its teeth. It then turned to the shield that protected the females, and they could see a third eye forming in the center of its neck, before the eye exploded outwards, dousing several of the beings fighting it along with their shield with whatever it had been filled with, making the mortal looking ones scream as they began dissolving, their skin peeling away before their skeletons tore free of their rotting muscles.<br/><br/>It only got worse from there, though Draiss stopped once it tried to turn into a chaos beast the size of a Tarresque. "Endex, but pause, do not reset."<br/><br/>He dismissed his cloaking spell, and then calmly strode forward, and leaned on his staff, just outside of the shield. He was wearing gray robes and carrying a traditional mage's staff, as opposed to his normal brown ones. After a moment of simply staring at the women, a second Draiss could be seen climbing up onto the simulacrum's shoulder, before calmly tearing its head open and then began poking around, its jet black robes with silver trim marking the robes as his 'war' robes. A third one could be seen moving through the frozen, dying warriors, pausing at each one, noting the damage, his off white robes unsullied by the various fluids that he strode through. "WE think you have seen enough. This is what you have been gathered for. Would you like to fight that now, or after you have spent some time toying with OUR artifacts?"<br/><br/>The black robed Draiss gave a mocking laugh, before jumping down and crushing one of the human warriors, striding over the dead and dying as if it didn't even see them, if not for the fact it was stabbing the warriors with its Sivridut as it moved through them. "Why, so they can complain about OUR tactics of protecting them?"<br/><br/>The white robed Draiss continued to pick his way through the crowds, two wand holders about his forearms, but no real weapon otherwise on him. "They deserve to know why WE have gathered them here. Dark, you should be respectful to those that have chosen to follow US, though I suspect that a few will be willing to leave now that they have seen OUR ultimate fate, right before WE follow Borval into flames and dust."