Mo Ling turned to look at Bai Zhou and found him still wearing that same dazed expression. There was no sign of anything unusual.
The Fishmen by the fortress tinkered for a long time before finally discovering why the components were failing.
"Why is it all rust? Didn't anyone notice this before?"
"That's not right! There was no rust at all when we landed. This appeared later!"
The Fishmen's components had all sorts of strange functions because of the Fishman-language runes carved into them. But now, the grooves of these engravings were filled with ugly rust, rendering the runes completely useless.
"Get rid of the rust, quickly!"
The Fishmen controlled the components around them, lining them up in a row. They began to circle the fortress like window-washing platforms, and as they moved, the components shot beams of red light at the rust-covered surface.
