XXII
Dark inspected the Abstraction Chamber. He sniffed the metal and sensed fire, smoke, and the reptilian scent of dragons. His eyes wandered up the tall cylinder and wondered how it created the dragons he’d seen in the city—amalgamations between dragons, magic, and architecture.
“How does this machine work?” he asked.
Ennius walked over to a control panel that was lit up with buttons, knobs, and LCD displays.
“I am sure that you of all dragons will appreciate this, Mr. Dark,” Ennius said.
He tapped a button on the LCD panel and a nearby screen in one of the walls lit up. It displayed a diagram of the Hall of Governance. A blinking orange dot showed their location. A bundle of blue lines traced themselves from their location down through the many floors and into the basement of the
