The panicked look was enough proof for Draiss, who immediately sidestepped into the room and grabbed the male as he disappeared, dragging the godling along. He then portaled both of them right back into his home, and then put up the most powerful magic blocking spell he knew, not quite an anti magic spell, but pretty close. "So, you did make that wand."<br/><br/>It wasn't a question, but a statement, and Draiss put him onto a chair, while the two avatars took up station near the nearest exits. Running was the male's only option, and as everyone else was faster, that would likely be suicide. "I will offer one chance to talk, and then I will take what I need. I have already marked you, and can find you wherever you run, so I would advise being helpful. You help, you get to leave with a good bit of portable wealth and nothing else, your debt with me settled. You refuse, and I start showing my malicious side. You don't want to know what a god of magic can do when unhappy. My quarrel is with the being that commissioned the wand, not you."