As he adopts the battle armor, and moves through the building, the mortals start noticing him, and screams begin to ring out. Fortunately, the only empowered beings here are currently unarmed, and Draiss moves quickly enough that he manages to make his way through the immense, sprawling structure, without being delayed.<br/><br/>Eventually, he makes his way to the heart of the structure, an immense room, resembling a cathedral, in many ways, although devoid of furnishings except for a number of bookshelves, lining the walls near the back, and a very large, nearly circular desk, where the altar might stand. Behind the desk sits a older, male elf, reading through paperwork with one hand, and writing with the other. The only sound in the room is the scritching of his pen, and Draiss' footsteps as he approaches. Once Draiss gets close enough, he sighs, and sets down the pen, looking up at Draiss with sad eyes, though his Beyonder sight tells him this is exactly who he's looking for; the man glows as brightly as he or Verdelet do, though with a shining, golden-white color, that seems vaguely familiar. "So, you've come personally, to extinguish me, have you?" he says, in a surprisingly strong voice, though clearly tinged with sorrow. "I feared that this is what would happen, but I cannot say I did not expect it."