Devaguea paused before he looked up from the pile, his eyes flat and nearly lifeless for a moment. He then visibly shook off the memory before he turned back to the pile. "Done it before. At least this one isn't steaming, bloody, and still screaming. Its absolutely 'amazing' what a charm spell can get you to do."<br/><br/>Once he finished digging out everything he thought he could find without hunting for copper pieces, he used a couple casts of prestidigitation to clean up, before stuffing the equipment they had collected into his haversack, two of the owlbear claws, and then helped Sak'bas get the rest stored in sacks the group would haul back the old fashioned way. Most of the owlbear was to be left behind, but before they left, Devaguea did a last sweep of the lair, to make sure they didn't miss anything while the others slept, taking his time to ensure he spotted everything before he stepped into something.