It has to be said that although people on the scene lacked the ability to repair the array, the tools they brought were quite handy.
The old man used a semi-transparent viscous liquid, effortlessly sticking all the enormous pieces of rubble onto the giant rock.
In just a short span of a few breaths, he told Michael he could withdraw his mana and continue repairing the array.
He seemed more desperate than Michael, his heart believing that Michael was bluffing, but his mind reasoned that given Michael's conviction, the likelihood of him lying was low.
Otherwise, wouldn't he be losing face later?
Michael withdrew his mana.
Just as the old man said, the rubble was firmly attached to the giant rock, the seam was hardly noticeable to the naked eye, as if it really had become one entity.
"Your technique isn't bad," Michael complimented with a smile.
The old man didn't feel entirely pleased.