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[Cynicalwhovian]

"It may be wise for someone to stand watch, Stella begins, "although we have not yet unraveled the mystery of this place."

[Bill Chompski]

Deltas nods, and begins to quickly and carefully transport what needs moving onto the disk. Namely, mithril.

[TALLPANZER]

Brother Jonathan helped load Mithril onto the disk.

[Weirdsound]

Mr. Shredder helps Deltas lift. The Hobgoblin is not terribly strong, but he at least helps balance out the load a bit by lifting from the other end.

As he works, he considers Stella's words. "Fyodor, you good to keep watch, or is your brain still cooked?"

[LordPorkins]

”I am fine, thank you. I shall keep an eye out.”

Fyodor stands with one hand on his rapier, scanning the entrances

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[retromach]

None of the robots bothered you while you cast, preferring safety in isolation.

The alarms activated again as the disk appeared, sounding over long seconds between moments of silence. You did the heavy gruntwork of loading more mithral, and began your journey back through the facility. The robots remained hidden from sight.

The doors took some work to open and close, and by the time you'd loaded two more, the disk began to fade. You were by the mithral pile when the disk winked out - but for some reason the alarm didn't stop this time.

[TALLPANZER]

"It seems they have noticed we are taking the true silver." Brother Jonathan nodded.

[Bill Chompski]

Detlas listens quiety, tensed up, half-expecting more machines to charge out.

[Weirdsound]

Hel-Shredder also tenses up a bit. "Indeed. That is a bit worrying."

The Hobgoblin snaps his fingers. "I got it! How about we give this place some time to cool down? Lets take a break from the giant metal bars and move those alien boxes! We shouldn't need my magic to pull that off."

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[Cynicalwhovian]

"There are other magical entities present within the facility now. Be on your guard." Stella draws her bow.

[retromach]

Sormias could begin to see wellsprings of necrotic energy and force magic moving somewhere below the facility. Whatever once this mine disturbed, it has been disturbed again by the destruction of the zombies. If it's a creature, it's a colossus, easily the size of a mountain or a storm cloud. The outer edge of it is coming.

[Trissy-Tama]

[Redacted at request]

[Cynicalwhovian]

"We should leave," Stella says immediately. "It may be what created the undead." Stella begins to head for the expert if the others follow.