The imp was already reacting, as he entered the room, and he could quickly see the nature of the creature's power; a haze of chaos energy surrounds him, answering his will, and flowing as he directs it, limiting his range, but, effectively, making him quite a powerful physical foe. Six of the rocks that had entered the room before him were already in the imp's possession, and one moves to block his force spike, though Draiss is easily strong enough to pierce it, and strike the creature directly. Unfortunately, the force he put behind it doesn't spike the creature, it simply tears through him, leaving a ragged hole. The other five boulders lash our, hurtling towards the five attackers, as the imp's high-pitched battle cry rings out.<br/><br/>Secondary to the imp, Draiss will notice three other inhabitants of the room; a pair of burly, male balors, vorpal blades already in their hands, ready for battle, clearly stronger than the average balor. The last inhabitant is an exotic beauty, one he's likely going to be quite interested in; at first glance, a nude, ebony-skinned elf, with almond-shaped green eyes. However, upon closer inspection, he'll notice a number of soft, pebbly scales, covering her skin, mostly where a human might have hair on their body. Her fingers are long and graceful, although they end in wicked-looking claws. The only 'clothing' she wears, is a tight, studded collar, clasped about her neck.