<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/8/86/Dallas_DevilLord.jpg/539px-Dallas_DevilLord.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Drath'tor snarled at the thought of being so easily turned aside from what he felt was <em>his</em> to take. It would seem that not all were as weak as Irelia. It was a mixed fortune. On one hand, he felt easily removed. On the other hand, it seemed all the more promising that there were more Goddesses actually deserving of his attention. As he realized this, a rueful grin tore at his face wide.<br/><br/>His gaze drifted below to the three new realms that lay before him. He looked toward what seemed more familiar to his perception. Something instinctive called to his very being, gazing back at him from the depths below. Letting go, he accepts the passage into the portal -- where both the Burrow its Goddess Ana awaited him.<br/><br/></span><hr/><br/><em>Drath'tor travels to The Burrow.</em>