The hole was fixed. That was a start.

The damage to the Twilight wasn’t as extensive as they had feared, but severe enough to doubt it was a simple malfunction. At least as far as Sukatar was concerned.

They had begun the repairs as soon as possible, but Sukatar had made sure to take a very detailed scan and visual record of the damage as well as getting access to all accessible visual feeds.

Besides her own memories, Moakatar’s would be most trustworthy, even with caution and paranoia running high, she would trust that wizard with her life.

Xaronzul’s memories would be most valuable, as the one directly at the point of the explosion and closest to whatever fault had occurred, but he had also died in that explosion. Hence the memories his other parts still…
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