The look in Devaguea's eyes promised fury as only a few types of beings could, none of them good to cross, and the small dragon didn't move as the kobold talked. His ire was raised, and his patience was expiring fast.<br/><br/>He waited for the explanation to finish, before nodding slowly. "Fine. But I want to make something clear. You. Work. For. Me. Now. I am not going to do anything to you or your tribe, but this territory is going to be mine."