When Mandy arrived at the Stellar Caravan's base, she was directed to the lab where Lyra was working.
Swiping her ID at the entrance, Mandy walked through the secured corridors until she spotted Lyra inside.
The lab was packed with newly refined high-grade metals, their surfaces gleaming under the bright lights.
Koros, marker in hand, was diligently scrawling notes on a stack of level-seven metal sheets.
"As you specified, this level-seven metal's reserved for internal components only," Koros said, glancing up. "It's still not durable enough for external armor."
"Noted," Lyra replied with a wave. "Submit a funding request to Morrison. Let's go ahead and produce ten units for the first run."
Koros' face lit up, and he nodded enthusiastically. "Consider it done."
Rubbing his hands together, Koros ventured, "And about that elastic metal for the AI core…"
