Three weeks passed.
The Bone Refinery ran hot, belching acidic steam into the gray sky day and night. The Crag-Goliaths fed the grinding drums massive chunks of the Leviathan, and the automated vats spat out thousands of tons of heavy asphalt. A thick, indestructible black highway now cut across the eastern plains. It linked the Goliath quarries directly to the borders of the southern swamps.
The logistics were flawless.
Red, however, was no longer focused on the road.
During the first week of the harvest, he had secretly ordered Gorak to secure the second dark stone. A heavily armored Shell-Kin had marched the sealed payload all the way back to the Bastion, leaving the Warlord behind to run the highway project.
Once the second fragment arrived, Red issued a new mandate to Krug. He ordered the massive Treants to tear open the floor of the Vault of Whispers, the subterranean prison beneath the Bastion temple, and dig up the first fragment.
