"Good. I'll go see about getting a harmonic flattener in a state to levitate for weeks."
He leaves to assemble the machine.
She studies her notes on the location of the black hole into which she hopes to drop an Endbringer, and then goes home to sleep, and then comes back and updates her photo blog.
"Hi, Promise. I heard you had a way to kill an Endbringer."
"That might be optimistic. I will have to do seven things very quickly, presumably while an Endbringer tries to reduce me to an unconscious smear on the nearest hard surface, and it's also possible that Endbringers are sufficiently immortal not to actually die if placed near a black hole. ...It's also possible on reflection that it won't work on the Simurgh at all even if everything goes according to plan, since she can fly and could just stay in her gate box indefinitely instead of going through any of the gates. But as plans to neutralize Endbringers go it seems fairly easy to try."
"A way to kill one is the story that's going around. They react when we fight them, and if this works it's way beyond almost anything anyone can hit them with. It's just a chance, but it's a chance that might actually work."
"Yes. And I'm hardly going to say no, not for this." He's holding a harmonic flattener, mounted on what is presumably the flying machine. "You ready to go?"
"Yes. Do you want to fly directly up for several miles or wait for a new gate to settle?"
"If you had a place in mind other than up, I don't exactly have Fairyland geography preferences."
To the nearest gatepair.
And through however many pairs it takes to get to the ocean of salt. And then up.
"Once I can't fly any higher we'll want to go about a mile up from there - some fairies can probably manage thinner air than I can."
Aegis nods. "Just say when. I might not be able to talk soon, once the air thins out too much to breathe."
Up up up up up.
As a side effect, "high enough" also means the single best view any human being has ever experienced. Aegis manages to snap a photo.
I have a blog for fairyland photos, Promise writes in the air.
Flattener: hover. Flatten.
Gate:
... gate?
Gate, dammit.
I don't seem to be able to make a gate to the spot above the black hole. I'm not sure why.
He takes out his phone again and types one-handed until it says "higher above?"
Gaaaaaaaate?
Well, it doesn't fail in any immediately detectable way. Doesn't settle right away either, though.
That worked, or if it didn't it's at least less obviously failing. We can go back to check on them again later to be sure.
Aegis nods, and starts descending. But not before leaving the flattener to hover right below the floor gate.