A half-dozen buildings slammed down from the sky, crashing hard to the ground in various locations around the fortress. A door on a warehouse popped open, releasing a flood of food cubes, body paint, and a refrigerator that hadn't been adequately protected against lifting.

"Pram!" Zetta said imposingly. The tome glared at her from its position in his leader-minion's arms. "Interfering with the fortress of the most badass freakin' Overlord in the whole cosmos, huh? I didn't think you had the -- the....

"What the hell happened to your mana power?!"