By eleven o'clock that night, the massive logistical operation had been executed with military precision. Under Tristan’s direct authority, forty specialized naval dockworkers from Sterling Oceanic had converged on berth twelve. Using heavy overhead gantry cranes, they had hoisted a replacement titanium-alloy intermediate shaft from the Greystone naval reserve stores, installed new self-aligning ceramic bearings, and flushed the lubrication systems with forty thousand liters of clean turbine oil. Aurelia had…
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