Draiss paused, having cleared three levels, which would allow access to most of the machinery needed to repair the main room and other power stations. He stared at the wall, where the nearest tapping was coming from, before it occurred to him what they were doing. He sighed, and reached out, his mind gently probing for the main 'hub' of intelligence, knowing thoughts would be far faster with the shadows.<em>Control of areas needed. New home, where others will not venture offered, where light will not come, ever. Where power shifts, raw, natural, not like this one, but still useful for all.</em><br/><br/>He set up the portal, wider this time, and a two way one, allowing the shadow hive to send a few through to 'see' the underdark of his death world, and come back, to report it.<em>New masters for this place have come, and they will not care that you have to die to give this back. They will purge you, either with light or by removing all magic before you can get to it. This keeps all fed and intact. Shadow hive is unique, nothing like it exists elsewhere. If anything enters new home, do whatever you will to it.</em>