"Is he..."
Alvi shook his head,
"Leave him be. Do your best to assist him if the need arises, but other than that, act like he isn't here." He said, addressing the man beside him, Bard, his second in command in the mines.
Bard hummed thoughtfully, "I see..."
Alvi nodded,
"On another note... How is the progress?"
Bard's expression turned serious,
"Everything is moving smoothly and according to schedule. Very soon, we'll have enough resources to build a second Valestorm."
Alvi went silent,
"That is not enough."
Bard's eyes widened,
"N-not enough you say?"
Alvi's expression was frigid,
"Yes. Not nearly enough."
A bead of sweat slid down Bard's temple,
"Then we could try to raise our output by at most twenty percent, but I think that is the best we can do at the moment."
Alvi shook his head,
"I can summon as many sandworms as you need. We might also need to expand the surface area..."
He was silent for a moment, then he nodded,
"Yes it can work..."
