Iris stepped back from the panel of electronics, wiping sweat from her brow and unintentionally spreading a bit of grease across it in the process. She grinned as she could feel the wind turbine start to work - it was a deep thrum that vibrated up through her body through her Pidgey-like feet. Finally. Finally. Weeks of work, troubleshooting, and pleading to Arceus, and it final...
