"Sir? Sir?" The Tower Spirit, whose imagination was rather limited, hadn't been affected much. Instead, he was a little curious why Hill wouldn't even glance at the screen.
The Mage Tower was shaking violently.
Clearly, the Fruit of Wisdom, which had actually seized the tower's primary permissions, had suffered considerable damage and was desperately trying to save itself.
Its chosen method was to activate the Mage Tower's full-power mode outright... obviously, whether or not this sudden burst of power sent the tower hurtling into a random dimensional space, it wouldn't do much harm to the Fruit of Wisdom itself.
At worst, it would weaken it, but with Purification Water pouring down over its head, that was no longer its most pressing concern.
The patterns on the Mage Tower's outer surface were visibly filling with energy one after another... even the protrusions Bomb Loli had used seemed to be flattening out under this mana-burning effect.
This was probably why Despair Tower hadn't considered them a problem... those accumulations of elemental energy really were easy to clear away.
A renewed exterior didn't mean everything inside was fine.
The obvious tilt at the bottom of the Mage Tower proved that its foundation was already becoming unstable.
But the foundation was what supported the entire Mage Tower!
What good were powerful defenses if the bottom was a sieve?
With a hole overhead, enemies could crawl right in!
With one underfoot, wouldn't they get in without even trying?
If the random dimensional space this tower entered was safe, even if it was a vacuum... they still had a slim chance of surviving.
If it entered a dimension overflowing with negative energy, there was nothing more to say. This world's Ninth-Circle Archmages didn't have the abilities of Netheril's master arcanists, who could survive such a disaster