He grinned, not pointing out that the explosion of the nova would be anticipated by him, but not by those three, and the destruction would give him enough time to get off a time shatter spell, and then escape. He paused, and hummed to himself, before setting up a trio of contingency spells, one around a true resurrection, one around a time shatter, and the third around the force energy being enchantment. The last wouldn't last as long as him actually absorbing the spell deliberately, but it would be long enough to evaluate the situation, and then decide the proper course of action.<br/><br/>He waved to Vorela, feeling much more relaxed now that he had a course of action to deal with the deaths that weighed on his mind. He knew that he was being constantly watched, by potential allies, current allies, enemies, and the unaffiliated, and until he had a century or five under his belt, they would not react obviously to what he did, except for the enemies. He wasn't stupid enough to believe any of them would, but the enemies would be especially happy to punish any kind of category thinking. He stopped in front of his familiar and looked up at her. "If I honestly thought that they would be willing to just talk, I would take you with me. I have done what I can, and now the plan is in motion. Everything is set, and now I can but play my hand, and see how the chips fall. So cheer up, bright scales, I could have obliterated the three villages, along with nearly three hundred people, but instead I chose to talk, against the recommendations of my allies. Two of them advised a strong counter attack to obliterate at least one of the towns."