Adam stared down at his computer screen once again. It had been two hours and the four still weren't done.
"Damnit, can't these guys at least go a little faster?" He complained, mostly to himself as the audio wasn't broadcast, but Charles was in the room beside him.
"It's your fault for not giving them breaks, master," Charles began, trying to motion towards them with his armored head, "they're burning out right now, and they'll only get worse from here."
Looking over the views of the four, Adam couldn't help but agree with Charles. They were all way too stressed now, clicking buttons on accident and firing way too soon because their hands were shaky.
"For pete's sake!"
He used his admin controls to shut down all four of the simulation machines before calling out to his subordinates.
