Varger becomes aware of himself again and looks around. The buildings interior was now angular and sharp and hummed with activity. All furniture had been stripped and a large core of concentrated active Faelon had formed in the centre of the husk of a building. Suspended within a Null Field it crackled. Varger stood up and left through the now spiked door, which split apart at his approach as he exited and then closed behind him. He looks at the construct from the outside, out of place amid the low-tech structure around it, structure it was now breaking down.