“Same on my side.” She settled the slab into place with an earth-shaking slam. “Not an expert on this kind of advancement, but I’d bet you’re in for a fight.” Ziel didn’t think so. “No,” he said with a sigh. “My Remnant will just sit there.” Yerin scratched a rune into the stone, following instructions Dross was giving her. “You’d say so?” “You saw it. I’ll be wrestling dead weight.”
