After an hour or so, Devaguea looked up from his scroll after blowing himself up for the second time, and frowned. "Ladies, you should eat the prepared meal. The plane is timeless, which means you don't feel the hunger or exhaustion growing, but it will hit you Amvarean landing on you when we get back to the material. I am fine because of my ring, but the rest of you will collapse if you aren't careful when we get back, and Sydon will laugh at you at all."<br/><br/>No one could determine the layout of the city until Devaguea took wing to figure it out, but his report that 'its complicated' was not met with approval. Luckily, they had a guide show up before they got too lost, and were quickly escorted to the center. It took nearly a dozen steps before Devaguea realize most of the others were slower than him, but he didn't see the issue with the walls even after the rest pointed it out.<br/><br/>Once at the Valkyrie knock off, Devaguea shifted back to his actual form, walking next to Sak'bas as they followed behind. Once at the Usher, he glanced at Allison to make sure this was their contact, before pulling the sword off his chest, unwrapping the hilt, and then offering it to their contact. The Usher was clearly busy, and didn't need some random mortal upsetting his schedule more than it already was.