The giant drill, now primed and ready, began to bore into
the bedrock. Sparks flew out as the
giant behemoth scraped and wore away at it, making minimal progress. Lord knows, no one could afford to replace
the machine if it broke down, but the risk was worth the reward. If the maps were right, there was something
valuable… no, priceless buried under
here. Everyone just hoped that whatever
it was didn’t get destroyed by the drill.
Days went by as the machine continued to bore through the
mantel.
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