The stone rose, but not far. There was no dramatic motion, as if I had just achieved something very difficult, and this space did not rebel against what I just done, which was not much when you thought about it, since the stone only rose about two inches.
I measured it, yes, just two inches. I stared at it for a moment, feeling a bit of elation in my soul, and I did not let the fact that I took almost three weeks to achieve this spoil my mood. If I did not have Stone Origin Shell, I know that I would be helpless in this place, and my only option would have been to die.
I held the stone for a few minutes, let it settle back into the ground, and began doing it over and over again. In my mind was the memory of me inside the Caelith, where the movements of my chest as I breathed were enough to expand the entire pyramid, and here I was struggling to move two inches of stone off the ground.
