Draiss grinned, apparently ignoring the warning, before he seemed to blur, the mostly solid illusion being sliced by the net, his four avatars already behind the Verdelet avatars, using the instant movement technique that V'elen had taught him, slicing with pure balefire blades. He had instant movemented though the net, and backflipped, a moment of respite and concentration, before several bolts of balefire lashed out, self sustaining, and seeking the most powerful magic sources, concealed or otherwise, and not allied with him. They were released one after the other, each one seeking a different one from the previous, one of them sure to find the real Verdelet, while he watched his avatars fight hers, not interfering unless an avatar was destroyed, getting a feel for Verdelet's fighting style. He doubted she gave her avatars the same freedoms he did, as each one developed its own styles of combat, making it impossible to guess which avatar used which until engaging it, and he didn't fight with his full style, ever, leaving out the higher end stuff to keep it a surprise for their last engagement.