Mirza completes the incantations, motioning Brant, a B-Bot with a reconstructed head, forward. The summoned Caelestis, now materialised in an encircled heptagram, finds he can do little but observe with a light feeling of astonishment.
"Good work, Mizra," the machine-man Brant speaks without moving its mouth. "Caelestis, you have the ability to overcome inversion. This is why you have been elected."
"What did you do to me?" Caelestis suddenly blurts out, the reality of his situation becoming clear again.
"Salvaged you from the Pit," Brant answers directly, unmoved. "Welcome to the Lenisker Corps."
"You've been drafted," Mirza adds with a smile. "There is a lot going on that we need to address, and we need your help."