Draiss cursed as the safe houses were breached again, before having the subleaders teleport up into the middle floor of a building, too damaged to support an earth elemental, saving them. The rest of the match was annoying as hell, but he didn't let it get to him, calmly swirling his opponents about like a stew.<br/><br/>The last round was revealed, and Draiss sighed, rested his head in his hands, before issuing a string of curses so vile that reality revoked the curses, tearing itself apart to prevent them from being heard. The squads he had were worse than useless, even with the water breathing. An underwater match hadn't even occured to him, and he had nothing clever for an underwater match. He finally picked the beholders with few earth elementals, and the ghaele squad again. The earth elementals would use his usual tactics of using the mud and grit to move through, and deny the enemy time, while the ghaele's and beholders tried to hold the enemy back. He had no clever tactics for this one, and would simply try to hold it as long as he could.