Devaguea swore as the ogre also teleported out, but figured it was a bad idea to chase it. The naga was a lost cause, as it had known chain lightning, so it could have teleported anywhere. So instead, Devaguea turned his spells on the rampaging feline-taur, and launched her with a merciful, intensified battering blast. Considering the blast knocked her unconscious and then through the wall of stone that protected the captives though, some might debate the use of the merciful metamagic.<br/><br/>Sydon looked around, and then checked up above them, frowning as he spotted something odd. "Why is there a gruesome looking statue in the rafters?"<br/><br/>Then Amvarean looked up at him, and frowned. "Strange, I am not aware of humans putting them inside their homes."<br/><br/>Devaguea stared at the statue for a moment, before turning to Sydon. "Get up there and smash the damn thing. I don't trust anything in this city, least of all anything in this building that had the Peacock Bandit's approval."<br/><br/>Devaguea then shifted to his human form, and nodded to Nordri, Varn already trying to get his wife to respond to him. Camilla and Amvarean he put on overwatch, while Nordri looted corpses and stuffed everything but the armor into bags of holding. Amvarean began helping Sydon up to the rafters, while Camilla drank a potion. Devaguea examined the women for charm and compulsion effects, using arcane sight, since none of his advisors would be so meek to an enemy threatening them directly. And he most definitely did not get distracted by Anke or Allison being nude; Sarianna was married, and he had seen Korima often enough to not be effected by her any more.