Draiss looked at her, before snapping his fingers, summoning the 'war bag' to him. "Regret. Interesting term. I regret having to kill Borval and Jarod, but I would still do it again and again if I had to. Svala is no different now. Currently an enemy."<br/><br/>He up-ended the bag, dumping out its contents with careless abandon. Two nova bombs, ten firestorm grenades, five acidflood grenades, and five blizzard grenades, each carefully marked to ensure that they were not mistaken for something else. "She has joined with that Marilith, her assassin, and her blackguard. Niara is not able to leave this domain without being influenced by the chaos taint, and none of the other gods give a damn about those four, and probably won't even if I warn them. At least not until after they have annihilated a plane or five. Even my allies are likely to not believe me, instead trusting the status quo to remain, and none of you could stand up even to the assassin, the weakest of the four. So that means... me. Against four gods, who total almost twice my power. Not a good position to be in, especially when this early in the game."<br/><br/>He picked up the nova bomb, and tossed it from one hand to the other, the torso sized oval, easily moving, despite its mass. "I will not regret actions taken now against those four. But I will regret any actions I take against those that follow them because of their own somewhat ignorant choice. I will be leaving tomorrow to decide what is the best response for those, as I promised any that attack mine will get the favor returned, ten fold. Svala doesn't appear to have that many followers, so that leaves her life.<br/><br/>And I am not angry, I am irritated. Anger would result in me burning out and running myself into the ground to find sufficient targets for the ten fold, and obliterating them, regardless and in fact somewhat because of the consequences."<br/><br/>He looked his familiar dead in the eye, and she could see anger there, despite his protest that he was merely annoyed, but it was a cold, calculating anger, something that he had never, except for the chaos tainted imp, indulged in. "I can't plan. You know that, I am far to volatile and hot headed for plans. Hence why I was a better hero than a villain. What I can do though, is ab-lib very well, enough to get past most others plans. So, that is what I am going to do, take note of each death, each injury, ever insult, put them down in a book, and later, when they are no longer out in the open, return every last one of them at once. I gave my word at that party, in front of every other god and their attendants Vorela, and I will NOT compromise my position in the game this early."