Mass Production

Before they headed over, the trio carefully moved the completed construct onto a specialized transport cart, securing it in place for delivery. 

As Lassim followed them toward the warehouse, he thought about how he had seen this building countless times since arriving, but he'd never once been inside. He had assumed the warehouse was simply for storage, perhaps filled with crates and supplies. 

Rlyis placed her hand on a rune-marked panel beside the warehouse entrance, infusing it with a pulse of her mana. 

The surprisingly heavy stone doors began to shift, rumbling softly as hidden mechanisms pulled them open. The rich scent of treated metal, aged wood, and charged mana greeted them as the doors swung wide.

"Come on in, Lassim," Rlyis beckoned with a faint smile.

Lassim stepped forward, his eyes adjusting to the bright interior as the lights flickered to life.