'How are things going on your end?'
Geth lay still, decreasing the size of the barrier while Ro-Zek gradually wrapped around his body.
Aside from the puss that was still oozing from his forearm, his skin had turned pitch black. He looked like nothing but a shadow lying amongst a typhoon of combatting elements!
A warm sensation spread throughout his mind, letting Geth know that Ro-Zek was ready and waiting.
The Slime had formed a shell around him that Geth could use to mold the barrier's shape properly. As the size of the dome decreased, it would be difficult to maintain his focus, and Ro-Zek would ensure that there were no mishaps.
Albus, on the other hand, looked on with wonder and regret. If he had known of such a method during his time... maybe, just maybe, he could have saved his people...