The dragon ruler simply listened, his full attention on what was being said, and<em>what was being said.</em><br/><br/>Once Shyka left, Devaguea simply lay down on the floor, no other muscle of his body moving other than the gentle expanding of his barrel as he thought as hard as he could. His eyes flicker to Nyrissa, and then to where Amvarean was just entering the room, before shaking himself back to awareness. "Dammit."<br/><br/>The royal then turned to the room. "Talia, what active combat areas do we still have? Me and the combat team need to be training and getting stronger as fast as possible."<br/><br/>He was fairly certain they would need to travel to the meeting spot, and turned to Nyrissa. "I suspect the meeting spot is where you were 'judged' by the Lord of Fireflies. Can you lead us back to the location, and if so, how long would it take us to get there, without magic? I am aware you could easily teleport, but magic is not the first answer to most residents of the material plane."<br/><br/>Once he got the answer, he put the assigned half the combat team to one of the worst combat zones, with several advisors supporting them, while the other half of the combat team stayed with him, Nyrissa, and the medusa to keep the capital cleared.