//Grace was in the middle of Hazelwood plaza (outside) when she froze Lumi and dragged the resulting block of ice straight to Tinsbury, plowing the ground behind in the process. No one followed yet. Grace assumed Tinsbury as her means to get Lumi back.//
Dalavesta shook Cifero.
"Get a hold of yourself," she said, "what just happened?"
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Grace wasn't satisfied with what she managed to do. She instructed Tinsbury farmers how to make better fertilizers and preserve food with natural radiation sources, however didn't manage to introduce synthetically modified crops. Builders got to know how to make concrete and plan constructions more effectively, however she found masons simply too witless to understand advanced engineering. She taught smiths to improve their forges and produce steel of unparalleled quality, however still very primitive and brittle. Alchemists were the most eager to learn how to make and utilize various unbeknownst to anyone before substances, however it was obvious they won't make a pure silicon crystal anytime soon. Miners got to know new ores to mine but didn't have proper tools yet, philosophers had all their ideas flattened, explained and made dull and they joined alchemists, traders learned basic laws of economy which replaced their guesswork but were unable to understand game theory.
Grace, however, knew that it's only to speed things up. They still remained a bunch of cavemen to her. She could do everything alone, but it would take generations, especialy with all the willforce within this world interfering with her insides. But she knew what to do.
Grace stood by a monstrous block of metal and to the annoyance of the whole city--because Tinsbury grew so much so fast--smashed it repeatedly with a hammer of a head the size of a small man. And a small man arrived.
"Lady Grace, they are all scared and unprepared... but willing to fight," said goat, the councillor, with a trembling voice. Grace dropped the hammer on the ground with a loud thud, making him jump.
"We march out at noon."