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Glixenheimer was simply in awe. He could almost forget about Samsara's plight. Multiple symbols and designations appeared, the likes of which Glixenheimer had never seen before. He hastily pulled out a notebook and began scrawling them down as quickly as he could.

His concentration was broken when Tugark began growling. Looking up, he could see that light machinations had appeared and were beginning a repairative process, with help from Aurora. Fascinating!

"Don't worry," he shouts up to Tugark. "She'll be fine! This is an amazing thing! A discovery that will change the world! Or not, if it's here. It would have changed my world! Constructs made of light! Like the Paladins! I wonder if they are Paladins? Are you a Paladin, Aurora?" He asked her, despite her being in a delicate procedure. He had the utmost confidence in the machine woman's ability.

He continued jotting down notes and describing every nuance of the operation in extreme detail. "Just imagine," he stated with excitement up to Tugark. "If this is what they do for visitors... just imagine! Oh, the technology they must have below!" He would have bolted right then and there if he wasn't so enraptured with the surgery.