The ground under the boys is eaten up quickly - even though Henry can't move at the mind spinning speeds that his partner can, he's no slouch either. Within a few moments they find themselves coming up on the construct. It's a big evil looking thing with tall sharp spires and spooky sounds coming from within.
It seems that they've not escaped notice, either. As they draw closer, a humanoid figure surrounded by what appears to be an army of orange constructs stands. There is only one person that could be. Malicor.
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