Devaguea frowned in thought, before nodding to himself. "Alright, move away from the opening. Let me handle this. If they come out and attack me, fire attacks only please. Better slightly singed at worst then eaten alive and all that."<br/><br/>He lined himself up at the opening, angled his head upwards a bit, and then pushed his fire breath through the opening, and should splash against the ceiling, incinerating most of the bats. The survivors, which would still be several dozen, would then scatter. Hopefully.<br/><br/>After the bats were dealt with, he led the way into the cave.<br/><br/>fire breath DC 18 ref<br/>fire damage 22 fire (5d6)