"Stats are a form of energy," I corrected this wrong belief for her, "how does it work?"
"I'd recommend stepping back," she said, "let's go back guys," she added while I retreated with her for almost twenty metres away.
"Isn't it a bit too much?" I asked, and she shook her head.
"It's barely enough," she paused before adding, "the device is still in its early phase. It can generate energy, but we still can't control the output."
"I see," I nodded in understanding, "what now?"
"Now? We will start it," she took out a device that looked like a remote control. It got a single red button in the middle, with nothing connecting it to that capsule.
"Will it connect?" I asked in doubt, and she just smiled without saying anything else.
"Watch my lord, this moment marks the first step of humans over the new technology of the post apocalyptic era," she said in such confidence and pride, the pride of a scientist.