Draiss sighed, before handing the book back. "Was seeing if there was a cure for the chaos taint, but other than repeated and painful magic purging, which seems to be a short term reprisal, I guess not. Sad."<br/><br/>He stored the information away, as well as sending the forge world a request to begin basic designs for a harlequin unit, capable of switching between melee type classes, another 'hero' unit for the shadow stalkers. That made 1 Reaper, 3 Shadow Lords, 7 Inflitrators, and now he was planning 2 Harlequins. The shadow stalker collective was already carefully putting together the AIs for the Shadow Lords, and they shuffled the Inflitrators back to make room for the Harlequins, a move that made him pause. Apparently they wanted more combat capable units before they got the 'hero' intel gathering ones. That done, he created his own portal, using his now habitual method of two meandering portal jumps into the Ethereal plane to hide where he was coming from and where he was going, and stepped out into the hell plane, and looked around. He waved to one of the squads that was searching through the destroyed army to recover information about the constructed enemies, heading toward the avatar that was sitting on top of where Harley had been contained. "Anything to report?"