He frowned as the child failed to take the hint, before suddenly frowning as he realized that was actual spell casting behind him.<em>That sounds a lot like the spell shocking <strong>oh shit</strong></em>...<br/><br/>His head snapped around as he fluidly moved to the side, but the child was still at sword length from him. Which was currently sparking like it had somehow been enchanted in the last ten seconds or so. Then he took a rather firm whack on the head, and then he was shocked, though not as hard as the wizard that had owned him for fifty years had when Devaguea had been feeling defiant. So he simply took a long, slow breath, fully aware the room had stopped completely. He was fairly certain everyone had even stopped breathing as they waited for him to prove the type of lord he was.<br/><br/>The first thing he did was put his plate on a nearby server's tray, imperiously ordering him to stay nearby, he wasn't done with his finger foods yet. Then he slowly turned around to the young girl, and drew in a long, deep breath, puffing himself up as he stared at her. The experienced adventurers would recognize a dragon getting ready to use its breath weapon, but before anyone could act, he was full, and stared at her for a full second.<br/><br/>And then he abruptly collapsed like a puppet that had had their stings cut. There was a shocked few seconds of confused silence, and then Devaguea spasmed, his tongue lolling out with a "Blarg."<br/><br/>Once the child had run off after his 'death,' he stood up, shook himself off, and took his plate back before turning back to his conversation. "Apologies, where were we?"