On the rolling hills, massive machines buzzed as they swiftly cleared the surface rocks. Within six hours, they carved out an entrance large enough for people to enter.
Lyra stood at that entrance, gripping a gun in her hand. The orange glow of the nearby star cast long shadows on the ground, the heat rising in visible waves. Sweat trickled down her face.
The robots drilled deeper into the earth until a voice echoed from within, "Just like the scans showed—fragments of ore found 200 meters down!"
A man in a protective suit emerged, holding a sample. The dark crystals, laced with a faint blue tint, looked ordinary at first glance, blending with the dirt.
Lyra stayed close to the drilling worker, using her psychokinesis to subtly probe the ore. It wasn't energy ore.
Inside a tent nearby, researchers huddled over their equipment, quickly analyzing the sample. The data rolled off the printer, and they secured it for further study.
