342 Final Touch

Jay walked away from the dilapidated shack, plotting his next steps.

First, I’ll finish my portable room and workspace. Next, spy on Hegatha. All while gathering more breaking shards. Come to think of it, I can pretty much run my entire operations from my private room. Jay thought with a smile.

There was only a few things missing: a number of skeletons capable of lifting his room and the rest of his necromancer castle.

He took out his cube room again and marvelled at it for a moment as it stood a good three feet above the ground. He took the door slab he cut from one of its walls.

(Red, hold this up) He ordered, and attached some cylinders to the side, reinforcing their connections with bone.

Thankfully bone was light, so Jay doubted they would break. Perhaps they would grind away after some use though.