They took their conversation down to the basement, along with Lassim's sketches, to continue from there.
Stepping off the last step, the construct sat immobile in the center of the workshop, exactly in the same position it was left in when they powered it off during the first attempt. Its contorted form radiating quiet menace even in its dormant state. Despite its stillness, the faint hum and glow of the Spirit Quartz core inside its chest and through its body seemed to still pulse, like it was ready to come back to life and continue its transformation.
Rlyis crossed her arms as she stared at the construct. "It's an absolute mess," she muttered, "If it wasn't so damn valuable and the quartz being already incorporated within it, I'd recommend scrapping the whole thing and starting over to make the new form."
