(A/N, One more chapter that is only slightly related to the story)
Tiber cut Psij's wrist and squeezed so that blood could come out onto the scroll. Tiber smiled at him, "Sorry about this, your blood is needed to make the portal able to break through your shield... Heal him." Ulfron nodded, casting a spell that knit together the flesh, "Ok then." Tiber set down the scroll, "Put some power into it Ulfron."
Ulfron pressed some of his pure magical energy into the scroll before sitting back down to let Heron continue braiding his hair.
The portal opened and Yagrum stepped through, "I expect my spheres are performing satisfactorily?" he asked.
"I wouldn't know, I'm here to watch the people." Tiber said, motioning to the city and the battle far on the outskirts.
"Well, considering how empty the battlefield is, how many spheres are still out there, and the fact that I can see a large amount of our soldiers instead of the Daedric armor wearing fucks Albert described... I'd say it's going pretty well!" Yagrum chuckled, "This will be good for testing how well the robots survive, thought I would suppose that the Aetherium one has no chance of being destroyed."
"So that's what you meant by it not going as well as you wanted, you only had one Aetherium one... Tell me, what are the other types?" Tiber asked.
"Well, I've got some that are adamantium and ebony, pure adamantium, adamantium and stalhrim, and all three types each have a few that have dragonbone and scale worked in at various amounts. I would actually say a bit less than half have dragonbone and scale integrated in some way." Yagrum junior smirked, "And like I said, this will prove to be good for testing."
"That so?" Tiber asked with a smirk.