There was a small patch, about the size of a person's chest, missing from the back, and the drone that had been adding the interior reinforcements to ensure the statue didn't collapse under its own weight crawled out. It stood on the dragon's shoulder, as small as the half sphere drone that they had seen during the Crawler attack, and issued a series of clicks, whirs, beeps, and buzzes that sounded... derisive at the dragon. Ranarc simply raised an eyeridge, and it turned and crawled back inside to resume its job. "Sorry, what did you say? The builder was expressing its unhappiness at being interrupted."<br/><br/>One could actually see simulated blood seeming to ooze from the gashes and arrow wounds, and the statue's fury still seemed an almost palpable aura around it. "You give me and my crafting drone far more credit than we deserve, your highness. This is merely a minor demonstration of our skills, and also why we constructs don't use physical currency outside of absolute necessity. Would you believe me if I claimed that I designed this in about a half hour, and the drone made this over the afternoon?"