Devaguea was honestly at a loss for how to deal with the sword's 'intelligence.' There was definitely a thought process there, but he was used to working with beings that had more than one emotion. The enthusiasm he could work with.<br/><br/>There was a very weighted pause as Sak'bas finished her statement, but Devaguea was silenced by her giving him a look he was somewhat familiar with; 'verbalize that thought and no sex for you.' Sadly, Sydon was there by then, and more than willing to step up and say it. "And you would know what that feels like how? Is there something we should know about your paladin, your majesty?"<br/><br/>Still, after a trio of days, he knew there was very little the sword would be able to tell them, and even less they could do to help the sword's intelligence grow. Not that they didn't try, but after a week of no new attacks or Blooms, he called all the advisors together. "Good news everyone, we seem to have survived the attacks. Now it is time to go on the offensive. Who wants to attack, and who wants to stay back and make sure we have a group to respond to any sucker punches? Since we are going into the First World, this jaunt might take longer than expected."<br/><br/>