Draiss smiled grimly, and stood up. "How wise. Oh, and ladies, one warning. If ANY of you go around my back and get any outside help, I will NOT be happy. If you are lucky, you MIGHT get out of my domain ALIVE, let alone in one piece. And that goes for everyone. Every. One."<br/><br/>He met Ama's eyes, and then his mother's, his eyes dead, balefire swirling about his hands to reinforce the threat. "Regardless of the consequences. This is your only warning. Do not force me to make good on this, because I will not hesitate."<br/><br/>He led the way to the meditation room, asking everyone to stay outside for a moment. He undid the special coding that kept his version private, before sitting down. "Come in."<br/><br/>As they came in, the walls reverted to the usual ones for him. The one in front showed the names of everyone he had personally killed, the wall to the left being the ones he had ordered to die, the one to the right being those that had died indirectly because of him, that wall rivaling the one in front of him in sheer size, and the wall to his back being the ones he had improved or saved who would otherwise have died. "Charming, no?"<br/><br/>He was having problems with the last coding line, as it was in several spots in the room's coding, and deleting all but one would just have it reload the older coding. It was annoying, but then again, he hadn't ever anticipated trying to show the other trick of the room. "God damnit. Why doesn't... there we go."<br/><br/>The name he focused on in front suddenly glowed, a ghostly illusionary orc, as real as the ones Ama could make appeared, its left arm gone, covered in burns, and half its head missing. It moaned, staggering about, wailing about how it had wanted to start a farm so its village wouldn't be starving during the winters. Several other names glowed as well, more illusions appearing, the ghostly part of the illusion clearly there so he would glance at the name behind it, drawing more illusions out. "So, what, pray tell, does this say about me?"