Most Bizarre Of Witchcraft

"How are they faring so far?" approaching from the side, Ourlst crossed his arms whilst looking up at some sort of glass that was being used to show an image of another place, the room was full of devices that could do the same thing, but few actually used the same means to accomplish it, different methods in an attempt to gather all possible information that some manners might not be capable of perceiving.

"Splendidly, they are failing all of their attempts at infiltration and are being cut down at a stable rate, the intel caste have calculated that at the current rate, we should be capable of sending some of our golems bearing alignment with sub-forms of death" meanwhile, Horhir was looking down instead, at the many undeads moving about and working intently on all sorts of machinery.