The tiny ball of flesh uncurled, conforming to the shape of Harry's palm, fingers included, and for a brief moment Jack wondered if he was going to have to fight off a maniac who threw force-fields at him. It was an unworthy thought.
Harry turned in a small circle, waving his hand back and forth over the wall as if scanning for something. A moment later, he spun around and thrust his palm down toward the floor. “There!”
Something oozed out of the cracks between the rocks, congealing into a mass of flesh and then rising to form a pillar roughly as high as the average man's chest. Overseer tech: there was something so creepy about it.
Harry touched the pillar with two fingers, breathing raggedly as he did…something. For all Jack could see, he was just standing there, lost in a trance. It
