Devaguea kept his eye on the room as they moved through, but didn't think for a second they had avoided it. Instead, he simply gave the centauress a jaunty salute. "Alright, follow the path back to your tribe, your mother was beside herself with worry. Try to avoid trouble if you can. We are going back in to deal with the rest of the problem. Alright, hostage out, back into the dark desolate hole in the ground people. We got a threat to introduce to Pharasma, and I don't want them to be late."<br/><br/>He figured the guard on the way in hadn't been replaced yet, if it ever would be, none of the tombs or doors they had passed had opened, so unless someone was so foolish as to waste a spell to teleport a guard out, the centaur should be fine. Once in the temple room, he pointed Nordri to the small door, and did a quick power check of the rest of the party. He was fine and ready for more, and didn't think the others had expended too many resources yet, so they could keep pushing.