Dron's entire body ached.
It's been a long time since he had to work this hard. Still, if it meant that he could help the people here keep their settlement in one piece, he would do all he could. He'd work until his hands bled.
"It's stable. For now, at least." Verux called out from the other side of the small hut they had spent time reinforcing.
No one in his group was complaining. They simply went from one project to another.
By the time Dron looked up, he realized that it was well past dawn.
The people had seen him working side by side with them to save their settlement. Dron hoped that would be enough. It was time for them to make moves. Time for them to get out of there and on his way to Tempest.
He was so excited. Finally something that he could look forward to that was within his grasp.
