Damian rubbed his eyes resentfully. Honestly, he wanted nothing more than perhaps find a comfortable place to be and rest his head. Sleeping on rocks was not something he's ever adapted to, and this entire situation was very arbitrary. He could just leave himself, let everyone here die, and at worse it might just make it a bit harder for him to return to the Inferno. And even than, he doesn't really want to go back.<br/><br/>But Damian didn't live sixty plus years under the service of the Riovas Family if he cared only about himself. He may not know these people beyond their names, and some may even irk him, but he was faithful and loyal, and that was not going to change. He resigned his fate to the group's decision, creating another ball of cold fire to light the path.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Fine. But I will take point. Should anything come to attack us, I trust that you are capable of leading Madam Lilly to safety?"</span>Damian didn't really wait for an answer, and he simply walked through the doors and into the darkness, the blue flames from his hands lighting his path.<span style="font-weight: bold">"Also, I would recommend sending the squishy creature to the aid of whom I believe is Om across the chasm. My own chain fists will not extend so far, though I believe that Sir Morgan could throw the creature far enough, if you so desire."</span>