Devaguea looked interested in the mention of silvers, his eagerness to meet out other dragons outweighing his opinion on meeting the paladins of the metallic dragon races. It was nice to relax and listen to politics that didn't require him to solve problems.<br/><br/>He did pull Sak'bas aside and apologize for his outburst, before explaining the reasons behind it. He still requested that she recruit at least fifteen guards to assist her in her duties, as she would need at least one officer for each of the four shifts, and he was willing to let her have her double shifts, but in exchange, she would spend the remaining four hours improving herself in some way that didn't immediately relate to guarding. Learning a new skill, going fishing, lounging around provocatively near him, helping the orphans learn to defend themselves, reading books and scrolls, he didn't care what she did, as long as it wasn't related to guarding he would acquiesce to her schedule. If she wanted to do more, then she had to get a ring of sustenance, because that was the only way to get more time.<br/><br/>The dragon took one look at the thick smoke above HIS city, and turned to the others as red began spreading down his neck. "To town, with haste! But don't run, I want us coming in as a group."<br/><br/>He knew they had left enough to defend the town from anything they knew about, so that meant something new had sucker punched him. He wasn't worried about the town being destroyed, it was too big and his advisors had enough skills to hold back an army, but he did want to see the damage for himself. So he took to the skies, flying above the group and looking to see if there was a path that he could see; either toward or away from the city, he didn't care.