"The vast curtain at Hill is managed by the Undead Tribe's Deputy Mayor," Adrian said slowly.
"There should be no problem then," Honey Sweetheart confidently said. "I'm quite popular!"
Adrian, looking at the still filming camera, pointed dully upwards, "Didn't they say the protective barrier is about to fail? Film that!"
Then, he shrank back into the corner, silent.
Hill keenly caught a cold sneer from Fran.
Minutes passed, and without Fran saying anything, Hill could see the light emanating from the protective barrier beginning to fade.
The Octopus Demigod seemed to sense this too, as its initially mechanical wall-smashing motion suddenly intensified.
Just as the protective barrier started shaking, as if about to shatter, Miller's Legend cleared his throat, "Ah, I almost fell asleep. Hensley, replace it with the Crystal Stone His Majesty the King provided; mine are wearing out too quickly."