Elvera crossed her arms and smirked. "You're trusting a dark elf to manage manners and shitting habits?"
"Just make sure they don't treat it like another hole in the ground," Leon replied dryly. "Train a dozen spokespersons. Make them go door to door and explain how it works."
Sylviana raised an eyebrow. "And what exactly do I do? You're not having me shovel waste, are you?"
Leon grinned. "No. You're handling oversight and quality assurance. Visit the build zones randomly, check rune stability, airflow design, and mana flow integrity. Keep everyone honest."
"Hmph. I suppose I can do that."
"And Mora—" he looked toward the tiny spirit flitting near the rafters. "You'll do what you do best. Use your influence to enhance the growth of the purification moss and mana-soaked flora inside the filtration chambers."
Mora gave a proud little salute in midair. "Sewage bloom power, activate!"
Leon's eye twitched, but he said nothing.
