The dragon gave a flip of his wings as they arrived at the fire. "As far as I am concerned, a chance stops when you stop falling. You never really stopped falling, you just hit a very shallow slope for a while. So you are really on your second chance. As far as I know."<br/><br/>Devaguea was torn between relief that nothing attacked, and annoyance that nothing relieved the monotony of the watch. Still, he was grateful to awaken whomever was on last watch, and curl up in his makeshift nest for a few more hours of sleep. Once everyone had learned what he had decided, he left the girls talking with the kitsune beauty, and lead the way back into the basement, to make sure it was clear of other prisoners, and to get the rest of the treasure and loot out. Most would likely be returned to the basement, too much to carry back to the trading post, and the rest would be used to help build what would no doubt be his city at the base of his lair.<br/><br/>But first, he had to finish proving it was his to keep by ensuring the fort was clear. Then he would have to hope the noble that had made the flier the soothsayer had flung at him kept their promise, and the land would stay his. After that... well, he would deal with after that when it got here, including finding that soothsayer and asking some very pointed questions.