He extricated himself gingerly at first as, dragon or not, that had hurt. He shortly began making his way down the hill of treasure, hopping from the top of one chest to another, scattering piles of diamonds and upsetting armour stands as he went. The noise eventually drew Meranax away from her mourning, and she stormed over to the rough location of where the noise came from. Spike sprinted for his life.