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A week or so later . . .

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{{ Okay. Wyrm, can you highlight the areas we've 'investigated'? }} Eliza asked, getting a laugh out of her crew. Her father was staring intently at the portable holographic projector that they had brought with them. He marveled at human technology, particularly when someone figured out how to get it to work on Terra. Wyrm had brought solar panels and a small windmill that was hooked up to the top of one of the towers, all of which powered his small array of technology. It was Terran bafflement in the face of such technology that they had been...