[Carabosse drifted back behind Miriam's shoulder as the Shardbinder nodded, and got to work. Again, the largest crystal on her back glowed to life, and as she raised her arm the large glass hand of Craftwork spun into being from the same white light. It mimicked the motions of Miriam's hand as she grasped at empty air, its joints latching around the uppermost rock instead.]
Be ready to move. I don't know how sound the roof is from here.
[Miriam hadn't (yet) pulled anything down on herself. But with how the humid air and plantlife encroached back into the ruins, there were no promises the ceiling would stay up there.
After a moment, Craftwork's experimental tug became a deliberate motion, dragging the rocks at the top of the pile out of the way first. If the rubble was holding something up, it'd settle there first.]
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Be ready to move. I don't know how sound the roof is from here.
[Miriam hadn't (yet) pulled anything down on herself. But with how the humid air and plantlife encroached back into the ruins, there were no promises the ceiling would stay up there.
After a moment, Craftwork's experimental tug became a deliberate motion, dragging the rocks at the top of the pile out of the way first. If the rubble was holding something up, it'd settle there first.]