'Seven more,' I said as I finished carving a complex microscopic formation on the blue point.
I moved it a little and began drawing the eighty-seventh formation.
I am enchanting the sensor, the last one. I had finished with all; this one would be the last one. I had prepared the sensors, but the data forced me to create another group.
This one was crafted using the blue sartil, which I had harvested from the violet zone and purified later.
These need to be strong enough to bear the power of the rift and survive. The other one, I had crafted, might not survive, nor did I expect it to.
They will transmit the data as long as they remain in the rift.
Twenty-one minutes and seventeen seconds later, I finished carving another formation and moved to carve another after taking a deep breath.
Even with my control and experience. These are the hardest things I have worked on.
I have barely taken help from my clone for this. From design to crafting to enchanting, I had worked on it all.
