There was a long, tense pause, as the man stared Devaguea down, his only movement his fingers clenching and unclenching. His companions looked ready to fight, if things turned violent, but the man slowly, steadily, nodded, though the look of barely-contained fury in his eyes didn't abate. "I will do one better. I will lead you to him, and fight against him," he said.<br/><br/>"This way," he said, turning, and moving towards the stairs. "I know a route directly to the Stag Lord's room. Be swift and quiet."<br/><br/>