Burell's head hung against her shoulder. She raised one eye to them. "There's one more thing I have to tell you." She clenched her teeth, and with great effort brought her head erect. As she continued, her voice was softer than before, but still clear, steady. "About the transceivers. The tech has several of them. They allow us to communicate with other mages, connect to our places of power, access signals. All of these transceivers are connected with the neuron-heavy areas of the tech, so they can respond to our directions. They're in the brain, neck, shoulders, and upper spinal column. All but one.
"This one transceiver seems the same as the others, but it sits near the base of the spinal column, away from the most developed areas of the tech. It's still connected, but doesn't seem to be in the best place to receive our directions. I wondered what sort of signals it might be set up to receive. One of the pieces I took from Craiselnek included this transceiver. I tried sending it signals from my place of power, from probes-various signals, but it didn't pick up any of them. It seemed to be listening for one particular signal.
"As I failed to get any response, I fed more and more exotic signals into it. One day, the transceiver finally responded. The signal I had sent was an elaborate and intense one, in the radio band. Craiselnek's transceiver responded by sending out a complex answer. But the tech itself didn't seem to do anything or be affected in any way. If that had been a normal signal, like one sent from Craiselnek's place of power to her, then the signal would have traveled into her brain, to pass information to her.
"I sent the radio signal again, but the transceiver didn't respond the second time. And after that, Craiselnek's implants refused to work