The dwarf, scrubbed clean, shook out her wet hair. “Why don’t you take a break, Jimmy? I think we’ve all been through enough today. Doesn’t look like the god machine’s going anywhere.”
Galvanius shook his head. “I am so close, Millie! I have it, right here! But it doesn’t seem to respond to any verbal commands. I don’t see any buttons, or levers, or cranks. I can’t decipher these markings on its head. It’s insulting to have the god machine and not know how to make it work!”
Millie frowned. “Say you figure it out. This thing grants you godhood. Then what?”
“What do you mean, ‘then what’? Then I’m a god! Why do I need to think beyond that?”
The dwarf sighed, pulling a chair over, and sat down. “Do you remember how we met?”
Galvanius furrowed his brow at the random question. “I…believe s
