Chapter 153: The Conclave's Bee-haviour
Belissar crossed his arms and glared at the man. Metsaitti pulled his spear back slightly, but kept it pointed forward, while the bees continued to buzz around in the air.
“Ok, first question. What exactly was that magic formation outside the Tower?”
The augur slowly nodded.
“It…was our means of communicating with the Conclave. We activate the signal formation upon discovering a rogue Tower.”
Then his eyes widened slightly and he sighed.
“I…apologize, Tower Keeper, but it is already too late. The formation requires the constant addition of mana to maintain. If it goes twenty-four hours without maintenance, it will send out a final pulse. The Conclave will assume that you are hostile and we are dead…they will arrive in force next time.”
Belissar narrowed his eyes.
“And how soon will they come?”
The augur’s face relaxed ever so slightly.