<div class="floatright">(http://img269.imageshack.us/img269/9048/eternaln.jpg)</div><br/>With the problem settled for now, Skyshard fluttered down towards the spot below where Duncan had fallen into his self-created monument of twisted metal.  Energy flowed from her hands, twisting and kneading itself into the concrete like flooding rainwater into the dirt.<br/><br/>Soon, the magicked material began to bubble and shift, swaying like a mass of tar and flattening out as the concrete took on the properties of a room-temperature liquid instead of a solid.  The transformation served two purposes: Duncan's body should float to the top, conscious or no, and it would let the horrible damage done to the concrete flatten out as if it had only just been paved yesterday.<br/><br/>"I have to fix up the city," she said over the comms.  "If I wait too much longer, it'll fade back into the astral tides.  If someone wants to grab Duncan and heal him, excellent; otherwise I'll just have him teleported back onto the ship and get to work here.  The rest of you should head to L.A. to help out there."