The inside of the windmill was a complete mess, but it definitely was not a mill. All kinds of machines nearly filled every corner, with quite a few skeletons scattered among them.
"Something happened in this settlement in the past. These people died here while working. Since the tower's door was locked, their remains were left behind, while those who died outside had their bones vanish without a trace."
Magik picked up a skull and gave it a gentle squeeze. The weathered bone crumbled into fragments in her hand. These people had been dead for a very long time; even the air inside the tower no longer carried any foul odor.
As she analyzed the situation, Su Ming inspected the many machines nearby. Clearly, the wild men did not have the technology to manufacture this equipment. They must have inherited relics from the previous age, though they might also have inherited something that led to their destruction.
"Illyana, restore the power."
He assigned his student a task. He also felt that these devices should still be able to start up. Though he could not tell what most of the machines did, they would find out once they powered them on.
He recognized electric sewing machines and printing presses, as well as things resembling centrifuges and mixers, but it was strange enough that all these devices had been placed together.
Magik nodded and followed the cables in search of the power source. She stepped over skeleton after skeleton, her back vanishing into the darkness.
About three minutes later, a low hum sounded, and the entire interior of the windmill lit up. The lights flickered a few times before the power supply stabilized.
"These machines are very well made." Illyana returned to her teacher's side, dusting off her hands. She clearly liked