The dragon simply gave his paladin a nod before he moved on, his actions controlled but not calm.<br/><br/>Once the spirit had been disperse, he nodded to the others, and jerked his head to the next room. And immediately took a deep breath as he stared at the mutilated corpses. Then the giants began moving, and his rage finally had an outlet, and for a brief, glorious minute, he BURNED. The first giant didn't even finish turning before it was on fire and Sak'bas finished it by putting her spear though its neck and tearing its head clean off. Sydon, Nordri and Hoots tag teamed the one on the other side of the table, ripping it apart. The other two quickly fell, barely getting into fight before being torn apart.<br/><br/>Done with that, Devaguea quickly checked the dead for important faces, before leading the way up the nearby stairs. While he wanted to take a moment to figure out who was among the dead, the fact the tomb KEPT GOING was starting to royally piss him the fuck off. He wanted to get to the end, get the loot, get out of this hell hole, and lie in the sun for a week or two.