Draiss stared at the insect for a moment, before slowly shaking his head in frustration, his mind reaching out for his mate, following her through her mind, through the power he had put into her, or even the small taint V'elen had given all of his companions. "You seem to think you CAN leave. Of course, your form is maybe a 1 on the grand scale of things, compared to my 5 or Verdelet's 6. You are going to be consumed, but if you wish to die that badly, speak now. Otherwise, I would strongly advise you draw a second blade."<br/><br/>His avatars were vectoring toward any location where they sensed Cerul, first using his injected taint into her, then the power, and as a last resort a feel of her. The last could be faked, the second could with extreme difficulty, but the first couldn't be faked, but could be blocked with some difficulty. His nine avatars would find Cerul, as he was busy keeping the insect from moving.