Devaguea did not leave his troops without one last rousing war cry to get their morale up. "Group that clears their group the slowest buys the drinks! So I expect every one of you to do your damnedest to be standing at the end of this, and if the treasury still has gold in it, it won't be because I held back!"<br/><br/>The Dragon King was trying to not fall over as they got into the meeting room, as it wasn't used for much else. So having to look up was causing him a headache. He listened to the 'speak' before opening his mouth twice and finally speaking. "Sorry, I know that was kind of important, but is that the form of the old guy that chunked a bag of gold in my face? Cause I am getting flashbacks to that. Also, did you REALLY call in a physical throne and raise the dais?"<br/><br/>He had handed off a mask to Nyrissa, and the last one had been slipped to Sak'bas as well as a quick explanation on what it was and to do with it as they had entered the castle. While he distracted the Lantern King with his inane questions, which had the entirely enjoyable side effect of absolutely ruining the whole 'final battle' it was trying for, it also gave the others a chance to scatter and set up.