As soon as the Builder felt the immense pressure on their armour, they knew what needed to be done. Initiating one final command, the back of their suit melted into the sea of base material around them. The stone underneath the Builder sucked them out of their suit just before it shut down.

After a couple of seconds, they fell out of the ceiling of the transport garage underneath the tower. The Builder curved elegantly through a backwards roll into a standing position on the floor. They studied the ceiling intensely with their dark brown eyes, scratching the short fuzz of hair on their head for a moment until they were satisfied it wasn’t about to change structure.

They looked around. The garage was divided between parking spaces for personal vehicles and an underground rail line. The Builder smiled when they recognised the hum of the train approaching the station. They set off at a sprint, padding barefoot towards the platform.