Draiss twitched, before holding up his right arm, and igniting it, turning himself into a fire elemental. "The drow. If you would like, ooze, you can follow at a distance that a regressive retard like you should, to ensure I visit the drow. If not, then you can die. Now, either get out of my way or be destroyed. I am going to be nice and even give you half a minute to decide."<br/><br/>He paused for a moment, his brain starting to work again, before suppressing the spell, and dimension dooring to the other side of them. "Later fungus. Take all the time you need."<br/><br/>He walked onward, apparently not in too big a hurry, almost seeming to deliberately antagonize the orcs. A good barbecue would make his day.