He examined the ruined mechanisms for about two seconds after removing the stone block, shaking his head forlornly as he pulled himself out of the hole. "Absolutely hopeless. I doubt we could do anything with a flight of draconic artificers specializing in removing rust. I am now hoping the 'treasure' is mobile, cause when we remove the floor, there is no hiding that."<br/><br/>He replaced the block in its hole, and put the stone covering the lever back as well, proving his new optimistic nature in spite of his words. He rolled his shoulders, and did some stretches, his muscles having cramped a bit at the unusual positions he had required to not spill acid on the floor while removing the mortar. Once Aurelia had figured where the 'panel' was, he stopped stretching, and headed back. "We might wanna bury this place after we finish, if we can't remove everything. Of course, that will draw attention to it, so not sure what the best plan would be, but we need to start thinking about it."<br/><br/>He paused, and dealt with a sending from the Princess and Leanansidhe, letting them know he was working on a mission from his dragon friends, and would deal with their problems as soon as he got back. He then began applying the acid vials, using a touch of magic to amplify their effects to make sure the ones he had left would suffice. The expenditure was minimal, barely a cantrip, which shouldn't disturb the magic fields at all as that came entirely from internal reserves without touching the ambient magic fields, but once he ran out of vials he would have to use actual spells, and the weakest he knew of was acid arrow, which most certainly WOULD, and take a while to burn through.