Devaguea barely heard the dwarven woman, a flame spell dancing across his clawtips, but after a moment he took a deep breath, and nodded. "I accept his surrender. On the condition that you are allowed to leave with us, I am not condemning someone to a slow death by dehydration and hunger. Or boredom."<br/><br/>While that was going on, Anke was patching up the others, and while Devaguea personally wanted to set this place on fire and then collapse every chamber before sinking it into the heart of the planet, he was also well aware that doing so was likely to piss off a god. So instead he simply asked the guardian about how to contact him the next time he entered the tomb, if only to avoid having to deal with the damn tests again. If it had been any god other than Gorum, he would be asking about turning it into a pilgrimage site, but right now he just wanted to finish this adventure and get home.<br/><br/>So once everyone was healed, they moved into the next room, him ready to cast either a blast or support spell.