Draiss looked up and glared at Ama at her last comment. "Of course I did. That island was falling apart, even at that distance I could tell something was VERY wrong with it. And I am thinking in another five hundred years maybe, that magic core would have finally gotten unstable enough it couldn't support the island anymore. It is two miles in the air, and about 3 miles from one side to the other. That thing would have caused a planar cataclysm if it had fallen. Twenty of my... Nevermind, it would have been bad."<br/><br/>It was a pathetic attempt at backpedaling, and he knew it, so he set the data slate aside, and gave her a look, daring her to ask what he was talking about. His weapons of mass destruction were somewhat of an open secret, but the core bombs and upwards were still a secret. The nova bombs, or army killers as he thought of them, were not in his domain, though he suspected the first time he used them would be a horrible surprise to the rest of the multiverse.