Inside the cave, Connor held a massive, stoneclad fist over his eyes, sitting crouched down on the floor. How could he have let it happen? Lost in thought, he almost didn't hear Ralph. "Alright, let's go ahead and do this." He said, rolling his stone shoulders back, standing up. "Let's go." He lumbered over to the two, who appeared to be struggling with the massive tree. Val had conjured up some sort of massive, shadowy hands to carry it, and Tony was struggling to grip it with his talons. They seemed to be just barely handling it.

"Move aside, kiddies. I got this." Connor stomped over to one side of the tree, and wrapped two tough hands around it. He took a deep breath, and as he began his attempt to raise it, his stone joints audibly groaned. He took another deep breath, and began to raise it. He visibly struggled under the tree. "I'm not to good with long structures." He took another deep breath, and raised it more, his long arms wrapping around the trunk and holding it by his shoulder.

He began the long walk back, helping Val and Tony with the trunk. "Think ya might've bitten off more than you can chew here." He said, trying to keep his usually iron knees from buckling and collapsing. "But this should work as a good support beam, assuming we can actually manage to hold this in place or even get it to stand up properly." Connor sighed, feeling his arm straining under all the weight. It seemed they were actually alone for once, which was pretty relieving.

"So, what's our next move after this?" Connor stared among them. Most of them seemed to be pretty bruised up. Val's nose was actually bleeding. "I'm going to assume either furnish up the cave or take a nice, long nap.