The ten dwarves surrounded the magic tower in their iron puppets; they held onto the pillars to try to keep the tower in place. Isiah was digging through the nearby ground. Once he had dug deep enough, they tried to fit the tower into the hole.
"Connect!" Isiah commanded the platform with his power of Will. At the same time, Abel received a notification that asked him if he wanted to permit this order. If he didn't like having the tower in this spot, he could just say no to Isiah's request.
Soon, all the metal substances on the platform were wrapping around the magic tower's base. The magic tower was completely connected to the platform. Everything seemed joined together.