Draiss looked at the blade, and then leaned forward slightly to lean against his Sivridut, smiling softly, though the hardness in his eyes had appeared the moment she mentioned slaves. "I got the drow and unitaur OUT of slavery, thank you, and the hobgoblin swore into my service rather than die fighting for her previous lord. So you can either lower the blade, or I can make you. And even as close as we are, I am still more than a match. Just take my word on it, you do not want a demonstration directed at you."<br/><br/>He didn't mention that he could cast any of his normal spells faster than a thought almost, and most were still and silent at that. That wasn't even including his divine abilities.