As they went through the trap door, Wessex asked him just what the cube did and Sam smiled, glad he had a useful answer after all the experimenting he'd done with it. "It can only be lifted by Ascended. So if I leave it on the trap door, no other race will be able to lift it. It's a very secure lock, I think."
It seemed if he asked, people were actually willing to help; no, not just any people - his people. Sam marveled that he had not seen what a blessing his family of Ascended were before, when he had been blinded by his hate for the forced nature of his Ascension. Ironically, it turned out the worst thing his biological family had been the best thing for him, because it had given him this one.
Not that he was really particularly close to any of these people. But smiling as they worked on the shrine he suggested, it was hard not to enjoy the connection he felt.
"That looks wonderful, Bastien. And Rexanna, I.." Sam smiled as he saw her make things out of thing air. With no creation powers of his own, it seemed miraculous. He noticed Bastien look over with a slightly open mouth too, apparently momentarily amazed enough to stop his painting. "How amazing. Thank you."
Wessex's suggestion, to use a shock of some kind rather than fluid, sounded great until Sam realised he had no idea how to get such a charge. "You might be right but...do we know anyone with lightning magic...? Or a way to get any electricity? Outside of asking The Voice, I can't...say I can think of any methods."
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eerr...any ideas, y'all?
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Samuel
I tried to dance with the devil on your back
