““Good.” Mops pulled out her cutting torch and brought the triangular flame to the tube leading from the tank through the ceiling. It was only half a meter in diameter, which meant she’d have to leave her equipment harness behind and crawl like a Glacidae, but she should be able to make it. Air sighed out from the cut, making the edges glow briefly orange. The emergency shutoff valve in the tank clunked automatically as it registered a leak. Good to know the mechanical safeguards were working, even if the electronics were dead. It took ten minutes to cut a vertical hole wide enough for her to squeeze inside.””
