Aldrich stared at Okeanos for a blank moment.
"I am not going?" Okeanos's antennae dropped in disappointment, already knowing the answer to this question.
"You can if you want," said Aldrich. "There's nothing stopping you."
"Nothing except me." Medula spoke as she neared Aldrich, the Death Lord beside her. "It may not look like it, but with the vastly reduced manpower in the Necropolis, many of its functions are held together with the bare minimum of stability.
And that stability comes from a generous subsidy of my own magical energy.
A warp to the top of the Necropolis is the most costly. I can understand spending that cost rationally for those absolutely needed. Irrational spending, though, I cannot accept."
