<em>Yes, but it is a local magic. You didn't revert to your dragon form, and I didn't return to being a mortal, and combat magic worked fine. It was magic that moved from location to location that was difficult. But there is a 'key' which allows magic to pass through, which was what destroyed them in the first place. It isn't a perfect 'key' but it will work, they can get in and out, as can what they find.</em><br/><br/>He knew his direct intervention would spread faster, as the tribes chosen were the ones most likely to be able to sustain it, and spread to others. Far faster than the attempts of the 'missionaries' of other gods, who were too busy screaming about breaches in their codes and religions to actually convert anyone other than by the sword. And those types ended up meeting their gods quickly after a violent 'accident'. The shadow stalkers were already filtering in, setting up a base in the nearby mountains, too steep, rugged, and lacking in any sustainable wildlife or farmlands to support a population. He grinned at Ashara, and glanced at the retreating centaurs, before stepping forward and boldly unfastening her blouse, his mouth seeking hers. "So, how about we finish that early attempt?"