When he closed the door, she looked at him, and then signed to him that he was going to be on look out. Before he could eve protest to the misuse of his power and skills, she turned into her smoke and slipped into a vent that was next to him. He was steaming with anger. What did she think he was? A watch dog. She was using him and a common pet. It was really pissing him off until something made him sniff. There was something hidden here. Dragons had the natural power to sniff out riches and treasures that people had hidden. The smell of it told him that it was a small amount, but right now since he had no riches of his own, this would be a start. His anger for her forgotten for right now. He followed the smell, only to come up to a wall. It looked just like the rest off the wall, but he was sure that something was behind it. He smelled again, and he smiled. There was the hum of electronics in the wall. He moved a painting that was next to him, to see a key pad. He smiled, so many of the people trusted there little locks and things, to keep people out. He pushed a finger to the pad, and it sparked and started to smoke. The wall started to move up and into the ceiling.<br/><br/>He walked into a room, that was not too big, but there was gems and boxes and all kind of other prized items. He smiled, and started to grab it and and swallow it all, putting it into a place that no one would be able to get into. That is with out killing him first, and that will never happen. He found a black box, and on the lid of it was a craving of a black bird. He was about to open it when her voice came over the little device. She had gotten the target and he was going to have to help her out of the building down. He just put the box into his mouth and swallowed it and moved back to the spot she had left him. She came down the hall way, with a man. It was just a normal man, he could feel not energy coming from him.<br/><br/>"Do we leave like we came, not letting them know anything? Or do I get to have a little fun?" He was smiling the whole time he was speaking, hopping that he would be able to feel the blood of the people around here on his hand and his weapon. He did not care if he did not not. He wanted to go back to his room and inspect his new horde. He was going to be a rich demon one day, and this was just the start of it.