The wires were neatly tucked into the board. Although much of the components of the room-filling board were organized, it still showed signs of repair. How many hours it had been, what day it was or when did he last make human contact, were questions Charan was unaware of. He was still trying to solve something about the circuit diagram on his desk when Rita walked in. She ignored the wire setup and stood next to him, looking at his scribbles.

After a minute of observing she spoke slowly and softly "That is too risky."
Charan looked at her and pulled his lips inside his mouth "This is…"
"It will cook the pilot." She raised her eyebrows.
"I have found three solutions to this and none of them can be done without risk to the pilot. I don't think I can find another one." He gently tossed the pen on the desk.

"We need a better solution unless you want to be the pilot." She crossed her arms.
"If you want me to, I will be" Charan shrugged.
A disk-shaped object raised on his desk and started hovering in the air. Charan gestured and a sphere of display screen appeared all around it. On the screen was Xiti.
"I saw the design, it's too dangerous for a human, we need to send a robot." He looked at Rita.
"Fine, let's send a robot. We are running out of time." Rita glanced at Charan.

Mechanical arms pulled the board and took it outside the room. Outside the building, a small plane took off from the ground and zoomed towards the charge clouds. People on the space village lyvil, looked at the plane from their transparent roofs. Charan’s board lowered from the plane as it reached the barely visible charge cloud.
The charge cloud had melted every structure in its vicinity. It wasn’t moving but no one knew for how long. As the board touched the charge cloud’s boundary a few arcs were visible from far off.

Slowly and steadily the charge cloud got sucked into the board. As the board went back inside the plane, the plane sealed shut. Just a little further, after careful maneuvering, the board was lowered into a container.
Charan’s screen showed the danger alert had retracted and the pilot had landed the plane back into the building.
“That was some great maneuvering, which of your robots have a military clearance?” Charan asked Rita.
“None of them.” Rita kept staring at the screen.