Deep beneath Bastion, where the air was thick with damp and forgotten time, Sharath descended with the dwarven engineer Lokrim and a gangly teenager named Maisen. Ancient aqueducts thundered around them.
"This is wasted power," Sharath whispered.
He repurposed the current, using layered copper coils and turbine blades. The resulting Hydraulic Dynamo stored energy in crystal cores laced with graphite.
The first time the dynamo turned, a nearby light crystal blinked to life.
Lokrim laughed. Maisen cried.
Sharath simply stared upward. "We pulled dawn from the deep."