Draiss' temper finally snapped, with an almost physical sound. He pitched his tone loud enough to carry through the low conversations in the main hall. "Another so called 'evil' god, come to try and make the new kid on the block stay in line? I swear, evil has fallen so far from where it used to be. It used to have standards, finesse, sophistication, it used to be able to make a half way decent plot to take over the world, to be able to stroll right into a good god's stronghold, make a threat that actually sounded sensible, and leave without having to stand around the exit like some dominated messenger bitch. Now, they will let anyone into it. A hydra, a lizard, a sunburned goblin. All the subtly of a sledge hammer to the face. What is next? All of you are going to jump me outside this plane so you can level up your egos? Clearly there isn't anything here to be scared of if the so called evil gods."<br/><br/>He smiled at the demon, as the temperature seemed to drop around him, and he gathered all the negative emotions he could quickly and easily grab without appearing to do so, draping them about him like a shroud. "Demon, be glad we are on neutral ground, else you would be destroyed with all the effort I would use to swat a fly. Though most of it would be used to simply keep the rest of you from running screaming back to the pits where you can hide behind your succubi's wings, since clearly that is all you can do. Come and threaten me when you have a decent threat. Like one with no warning, no gloating, no coming in front of them to brag about how you are going to let the threatened turn you into their bitch. Just a explosion, and then a temple, a worshipper, a plane devoted to them is gone. Like it never existed. Now, begone, plebeian, before I have to remind evil what TRUE evil is. As clearly now it thinks that evil is a two year old human child's temper tantrum, a five year old orc spawn attacking its parents because it can't go on a hunt, a recently adult drow male's self wrist cutting because no one understands them."<br/><br/>He dismissed the aura, and got right into the demon's face, before calmly spitting into it. "Begone, before I erase you, and send a message to the others that I am tired of playing nice, and will erase them the same way a gnome destroys a poorly crafted machine, or a dwarf a poorly crafted tool."<br/><br/>He gave the demon a look, before stepping out of the castle, and taking a deep breath, and porting both him and Avi to his personal plane, one of his own rooms, before turning and looking at his horrified solar. "And I meant every word of that. I don't care what they threaten me with, but if they so much as touch any of you, I will return every scrape, scratch or harsh word with a destroyed temple, and more will get more. I will bow to no one else that has not earned that right."