Draiss glanced behind him, toward the female entering the chamber, a raging hate barely contained in his eyes, shadows whirling tightly about him, revealing more than anticipated but her 'not-quite' threat was not soothing his anger. "Poor word choice, Queen of Insects. Unless you wish to find which of us is worse, tainted? I can almost guarantee mine is MUCH worse than yours."<br/><br/>He turned toward her, shadows wrapping around him, the balefire blade blazing brighter as he shifted more energy into it, going from lesser to normal balefire in his hand.