A few moments before the disaster arrived unannounced, Lyirrs stood alone in her laboratory with oil-stained fingers.
"Careful… steady… this conductor aligns here, and the resonance filament threads through this channel…" Lyirrs murmured under her breath with focus as she adjusted the metallic arm and the half-helmet resting beside it.
Veins of silver wiring ran like nervous tissue across the worktable, each strand pulsing faint blue as crystalline cores glowed within transparent housings filled with shimmering liquid energy.
Behind her, the screen flickered with quiet indifference.
[Connecting… 1%]
The metallic figure on the central table lay motionless, hollow chest cavity open, circuits breathing with faint pulses of violet light.
Everything appeared calm...
"That's it… that's the missing bridge," Lyirrs whispered suddenly, her fingers tightening around a crystalline rod no longer than her palm.
