It was terrible, horrible heat and Kaiba wanted to die...but they still had work to do. He made the final adjustments to ease the release, and then backed up, tools at the ready to help.

He approached the hole, though he remained at a somewhat tolerable distance from all that heat. More water bottles emerged from his briefcase, carefully passed out to one and all, and he looked over the machine with a sharp nod, leaning in to help where he could. He understood the theory well enough, after all.

"Won't be long now. It had better not be, anyway."