Draissin merely grins, as Draiss delivers his ultimatum, and whispers one little phrase. "Got you."<br/><br/>The magic circle, built into the throne room, that he'd been constructing for the better part of the last year, and keyed specifically to Draiss, which was an easy task, given that Draissin would know exactly the specifications and power level to use, activates, throwing Draiss back, and pinning him into the air, a foot off the ground, and unable to move. "Don't worry, it'll only hold you for a week or two, at the most. Just enough to let me have some real fun, now that I know you won't come break it up."