The Least Common Denominator

XXI.I Vertex

"Where do you want it, Sis!?"

It's been... two weeks? Since the attack? And life has kind of petered back to the same old shit of trying to improve our pitiful human lives. The settlement had been mostly rebuilt; houses and buildings that were once piles of wood and rubble now standing tall once more. Rock and cobble were also starting to appear in most of our designs, as the mines were starting to truly pick up some steam in terms of production. The previously wooden walls were now made of stone, and watchtowers now dotted throughout the settlement complete with an alarm system and some rudimentary sentries. And speaking of which...

"Just place it by the gate!" I shouted out towards my sister who was currently straddling the newly built walls, carrying a huge ballista of our own make. "We'll add a ladder to it later!"

Yeah... Ballistas. Or ballistae... I don't really fucking remember what the plural term for the thing was, were a thing now.