Valva adjusted the truncated icosahedron device on his magnetic belt. His Soku gazed at the tip of the pyramidal device, shooting lilac light like a flare. Its shine reflected on the platinized alloy of the staggered structure. It reminded him of the ceremonial fires set by ancient Soku to celebrate important achievements, like the hunt of a big animal, or the finding of a water source.
“The generator, It is, activated?” asked Lami. “Did we make it?”
“So it seems,” said Naka. “I bet we beat the Nilu Ketil while doing so first. I wonder if they like to bet. They would have surely lost against us!”
“C’mon,” Valva turned around, about to step ahead and climb up. “It seems like we’re done here. Let’s return. I wonder what’s the status of the humans and the mixed team.”
But he halted his st
