IT WASN'T LIKE LIFTING TOMIAR, or even Sito. The whole ceiling of shattered rock trembled under the spread of energy she pressed against it but occasional pieces of stone dropped from the outer section and smashed to the cavern floor. Loi squeezed her eyes shut and focused on the ceiling, trying to get it stable.

Leave, earth one.

Your friends are through to the next chamber, leave.

At this depth the plants' voices sounded quieter and Loi felt a moment of panic, ...