In addition to pipe smoke, Major Raju reeked of satisfaction. "That contraption is as amazing as they say!" he remarked. "Imagine what one could do with a suspension bridge. Or a skyscraper. Or—well— anything that conducts electricity and is big and important!" He puffed on his pipe for a moment, staring up into the moonlit sky as visions of collapsing bridges danced in his head. "You could mount one on a drone," he mused. Then, as if arguing with himself: "But that would leave out the human angle." This snapped him out of his reverie. "Sergeant Singh! Big Fish! What did you just do?"