Draiss wasn't done with the lord, and grabbed the lords head with his hand as Ama tried to teleport him, holding him in place, enlarging it enough to fit around, claws like a dragon's on it. "I curse you, as Draiss Arcaniss, the Archdragon, God of Choice, to NEVER forgot what you did here. Not to always stay at the forefront of your thoughts but so you don't repeat another folly such as what you did here in a desire to be better than what you have earned. Now, begone."<br/><br/>He let go of the lord, allowing him to vanish, before Draiss sat down. He looked up, anger returning slightly, as he glared at her. "I say it because that is what this personality is for. To function and carry on. Why is that so hard to understand? Black is to keep me from being overwhelmed by base desires, White is too busy bitching and moaning about sin and past transgressions, and the other two are too unstable to do anything but exist. That is why I see Jashah, is it not, to get those personalities reintegrated into the main one."