Draiss looked around after discerning both strange feeling and the reason for it, and hummed to himself. "Interesting... Ama, are you being drained as well? I wanna get a sample of that metal. Oh, interesting, lots of factions here. Wonder what I get to kill today?<br/><br/>If you want, you can head back. This place feels... poisonous, not literally, but the atmosphere here is pretty bad."<br/><br/>He headed down into the valley, idly trying to work out what was where, as well as how drained he was, and he wasn't liking the answer. The closest he could equate the drain to was the anti-magic radius around Union and the Tower there, but this was different. He knew, even as he pulled up his personal character sheet, that he was truly at a third of all his power, and nodded when he saw all his stats were completely bland. He was about a twentieth lvl sorcerer, though the epic equipment wasn't being drained, and had the skills to match, though his synergies and skill boosts were still in effect, oddly enough. Either way, Fate needed him here, for whatever reason, and maybe it could entertain him for a while.