"She is not turning on?" the man asked. He looked at the captain with eyes that said what he had just said was not acceptable.
"We are set to head back to the capital. When will the ship be working?" he asked, his voice pressed with urgency to tell the captain that there was no time at all.
"I'm sorry to say this," the captain said in a way that someone who was genuinely tired and pissed would, "but the ship might not leave today. The issue might be small or big, but we are yet to know what has caused it.
The engineers and mages are working all around to find the issue, and they are yet to. We have to go through the entire ship and find out what is wrong," he said and proceeded to stroke his chin impatiently. He turned and looked at the ship with a gaze that spoke volumes of his anger at the situation.
