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“at… could be one way of interpreting it.” Dr. Grovepath began.Daleworth looked at the doctor with some clear irkedness. She had almostbelieved right then and there that these really were the tombs of the long-lostknights. Of course, she knew that was rubbish, and it was up to the doctor toperform the unpleasant task of bringing her ba to the reality. She wasn't reallysure how to interpret the doctor's tone — perhaps he was just as stru as shewas, and just tried to fill the void with something that sounded insightful, butthat coincidentally uerly ruined the whole situation they were in.“Really now?” Daleworth said.“Well, aren't many of the… weapons… in Earth named aer mythical figures?Isn't there some kind of a weapon system called Galahad, for example…?”“ere is”, Daleworth said and sighed. She could see where the doctor wasgoing. “A non-lethal gas bomb designed to incapacitate large crowds. I actuallyordered a few to be fired in the Gibraltar riots ba in May of '. And there's amissile system called Riothamus. I knew where the name came from, and had toexplain it to a lot of people.”“So perhaps these are nothing but labels, pied from the Earth's myths andhistory.”“I guess you could be right.” Daleworth was feeling a bit weird: A momentago, she was the paranoid one, worried about Planners behind every corner, andnow something in this place seemed to make her believe that this could be a keyto ending the war. She felt Dr. Grovepath had suddenly became the one ramblingabout Planners. She had to say something. “I… I don't think this looks too mulike Planner handiwork, though.”“I concur”, Dr. Grovepath said.Daleworth bit her lip, somehow feeling fortunate that her helmet visor didn'tbetray her conflicting feelings to Dr. Grovepath. It all felt a bit strange. ey wereon the same side, honest…“You can really ruin a dream, doctor”, Daleworth finally said. “Not that Iblame you.”“Well, let's be realistic here”, Dr. Grovepath said. “Whi is more likely: havewe stumbled on the final resting place of legendary knights, or an inexplicableweapon cae that somehow borrows names from the legend?”“I know, it's just…” Daleworth began. “We sort of would need the Knights ofthe Round Table right now.”“We all need heroes, lieutenant…”“True.” Daleworth sighed.“I can guess the war is going prey badly”, Dr. Grovepath said, “but I don'treally know if I wanted the Knights of the Round Table to join the fray…”“Oh?” Daleworth sounded intrigued.“Well, they were a biering lot, weren't they? Vanquishing robber barons