A train, a flight and an hour’s walk later, Minerva stood at the beginning of the bridge and regarded the scenery critically.

Apparently, this bridge held the key to saving her workplace. It didn’t sound half as heroic as saving the world, but there it was. Heroes can’t be choosy.

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