"Ahmm~"
Morgana stretched her body as she stepped off the massive dome after an exhausting stretch of work, joints popping softly while fatigue seeped deep into her bones.
Her gaze drifted lazily across the departing workers, all of them dragging their feet, shoulders slumped.
"Maintaining these things is really a pain in the ass," Morgana muttered, lips twisting with mild irritation as she rolled her stiff neck.
She let out a slow breath and rubbed the bridge of her nose, "Still, we cannot afford another mole scurrying around like the previous incident."
"My Queen."
Morgana turned her head slightly to the side, where a burly orc was bowing deeply with respect, his gravelly voice rumbling as he announced, "The workers have left the dome, and all assigned personnel are accounted for. Shall I proceed with sealing it?"
