As the Lantern King flames out, Devaguea speaks, even as the world begins to warp. "By right of conquest, I claim these lands, and all the powers and responsibilities that entails."<br/><br/>Then they finished returning to the material plane, and Devaguea checked the two Fey in the room, noting that strangely neither seemed to be reacting poorly to the return to the material plane, before sinking to his side and just breathing for a minute. "Oh by the First Egg, that sucked. Alright everyone, take ten, get your breath back. Whoever has the most energy left, go let the other advisors know we survived, and will be out to help start rebuilding when we can breath without lying down."<br/><br/>Cynthia headed out to play messenger, knowing she wouldn't be doing much to help with the repairs afterwards, and devaguea took a breath, before rolling his head around to look at everyone. "You all did damned good everyone. And with any kind of luck, we can breath for a bit before the next disaster lands."<br/><br/>He did reach out and snap the fallen crown, more out of idle curiosity, though the fact his hand hurt from the magic it contained immediately clued him to the fact that it was not a normal crown. Despite the exhaustion plaguing his mind, the fact it was still on fire should have clued him in to that anyway. The fact it refused to go into his haversack, however, did confirm it was at least an artifact, so he simply added it to one of the many pouches attached to the haversack, before returning to getting his strength back. Everyone was allowed to head out to start helping once they felt able enough to do so, though Devaguea was definitely amongst the first, simply to reassure everyone that they had, in fact, truly finished this.