Syrina coughed. “An ignorant world? That’s a dubious prize.”
“Is it now? Even if it’s the only world we know? Well, regardless of what they knew or did not, our Ancestors designed the tidal machines to last until the dying breath of the sun, but only as a whole. When one failed, another failed, and then another. When the chain reaction was over, Eris’s moon had been plunged into an Age of Ash which stretched across countless hundreds of years.”
Syrina nodded, understanding dawning in her glittering eyes. “And you’re concerned about the additional strain on the remaining machines, however many there are, which is why you’re willing to fund your enemies. In return, I’m guessing you get to see NRI’s findings.”
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