Draiss started shaking at the questions, and after a moment everyone would realize that he was quietly laughing. After a few more moments, he nodded to himself, still amused, before shaking his head. "No, thank all of you for your offers, but I have something even better, and it will be well worth the effort. Once everyone has come back in a bit less than six hours, you will see what I mean."<br/><br/>Everyone was shooed from the room, and asked to return in six hours. When they did, they would note that while the ritual circles were still on the ground, there was a new section to the room, along the opposite wall where they had entered, separated into three levels. The lowest level was a floor beneath the ritual circles floor, and had a dozen of his constructs attached to some kind of metallic block, with just enough space for a single medium creature to squeeze between them. The next level was just above and behind that one, raised so that it was halfway between the first level and the ritual circle, and Draiss was standing in that one, wearing his black robes with the red secondary and gold highlights, looking over nearly a half dozen screens, and making adjustments. The last level was equal with the ritual circle room's floor, and was wide enough that everyone had chairs they could sit in, and admire the four massive screens that displayed the outside fortress that would be assaulted shortly on the far left, a massive group of various types of his Shadow Stalkers on the right, Line warriors arranged in groups of eight with a standard weapon loadouts, Heavy units in groups of two with full range capabilities, and Gorilla siege units, all ready to march forth and deliver war. The center left screen was currently displaying a map of the fortress' surroundings, including a dozen and a half blue hexagons indicating portal locations where his troops would be entering, and the center right showed a map of the fortress' layout, including red hexagons with a label identifying each group of demons inside, along with a black hexagon identifying where the leader was.<br/><br/>His seven avatars were standing in the center circles of the ritual spell, and were focused on whatever Draiss had assigned them. Draiss himself was on the middle floor of the new section, and idly waved to everyone as they entered. "Just in time for the show. We have observer, recon, network, reload, and portal drones already scattered over a fifty mile diameter around the fortress, giving me complete knowledge as to what is going on on the field. Information, flexibility, and maneuverability. Those are the new weapons of war, and my forces dominate that. Avi, you once questioned whether my constructs could match an adventuring group, due to the luck factor. I will have you know that they ARE adventuring groups, and this area will seem like a cakewalk compared to their normal patrols.<br/><br/>Find a seat, make yourselves comfortable, and watch how the God of Change wages war.<br/><br/>All Line Warriors, you are red and free, engage, engage, engage."<br/><br/>Every one of the medium sized, humanoid constructs immediately straightened, bringing their right arms up and across to strike their right hand against their left shoulders, hand open and palm to the ground, saluting, before snapping to attention, and removing their weapons from the holsters on the backs of their arms. An eerie hum issued from the massing screen as their weapons were powered up and the safeties taken off, and the units began moving forward, rushing, jogging, or walking into their portals as they powered up, and advancing toward the fortress. The avatars suddenly surged their power, and more portals opened, these ones appearing on the screen with the surroundings of the fortress, and massive boulders, some a mere ten feet wide, others as wide as a hundred feet screamed through the portals, aiming for locations where large numbers of demons massed. Even as the first of the meteors screamed into their targets at several hundreds of miles per hour, an anti teleport field flared up around the fortress, cutting it off from the rest of the plane, even as portals that acted as 'entries' to allow beings to escape the fortress to other planes refused to open. Only portals moving things 'in' toward the plane stayed open, as more and more of the line warriors moved in to start the little war.