The soot and grease-stained faces of Mika and Runa filled with an immense brightness. The heavy tension of the long days spent locked away in front of the burning fire evaporated before their intense smiles.
"It works!" Both girls shouted in perfect unison, letting their sharp voices echo throughout the dirty workshop. They advanced with great speed across the center of the room, dodging sharp pieces of scrap metal scattered across the floor.
They high-fived each other right above their heads with pure and genuine joy. Ryan smiled slightly as he watched them celebrate, crossing his arms comfortably beneath his dark trench coat.
Their arduous work and the solitary nights of confinement had finally yielded a tangible reward. Having intellects of that enormous caliber entirely at his disposal was a massive advantage for his impending battles.
[Give me that.] Beatrice's serious voice sounded once again through the small silver metal. [Can you hear me, Krai?]
