Sitting next to the guild agents, Ryan Whitemane was flipping through the elven-dwarven dictionary while looking at the instruction manual he had found with Nivia. He was switching his eyes between a page of each of those books, on the lookout for a way to get those sentinels stocked.
'I think I found it'
<That sounds about right, let's give it a try>
So he held out one of the controller boxes and channeled his mana, tapping the top of the crystal that was in the center of the golden box he issued the command. "Hiktoziak", the sentinels then knelt down four rows of five, the crystal body of those puppets began to melt, until the cores in the center of those creatures foreheads and their bodies were sucked into the center of the box.