"If we keep this pace, we'll finish the surface works within a day." Dr. Veyla Arden said, pushing her glasses up with a knuckle and scanning the notes braced against her clipboard.
Even after Sevrak and Caprion's show of power and the stark reminder of how quickly life ends here, discipline drew them back to their duties. They kept the dig on track, intent on bringing it to readiness soon.
"Too bad we don't know when the main equipment will arrive," Isolde murmured, sighing as she looked over the hundreds of Velari still working across the half-dug site.
She was now wearing a one-piece dress like the Velari women wore, having changed out of her jeans and T-shirt; under the fading sun turning gold to gray, her sun-blond hair made her look fully Velari.
Vesha stood beside them, her brighter gold hair catching the last glare, her ice-blue eyes cool and alert.
There was also a middle-aged man with them, wearing the kingdom's ceremonial knight uniform, straight-backed and watchful.
