Eithan threw his hands up to the sky. “Lindon, my home is yours! And more importantly, your home is mine. Add whatever you like.” “It will take up quite a bit of space,” Lindon warned him. Eithan smiled broadly. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.” “What did you bring?” Mercy asked. “The labyrinth,” Lindon said. He started to stretch his spiritual perception to the end of the Grave, getting rough measurements. Ziel stared. “All of it?” [All of it,] Dross confirmed.
