"You want to go back and incinerate the Dreamweed fields?"
Dane instantly read her mind.
Claire gave a firm nod.
"We can't leave the Dreamweed intact. The neurotoxin is far too devastating, and we can't guarantee that anyone exposed in the future will have immediate access to the antidote."
Leaving it to chance was unacceptable, nor could they risk another faction weaponizing it.
If government scientists got their hands on it, they might try to harness the Dreamweed.
They would undoubtedly try to study it for treating neurological diseases or synthesizing new anti-venoms.
"You're absolutely right; it needs to be eradicated. But that decision lies with the high command now," Dane replied. He fully agreed that the plant was a catastrophic threat.
However, as an unofficial consultant for National Security, he understood the bureaucratic red tape far better than Claire did.
If she took it upon herself to burn the fields, she would be crossing a massive line.
Claire paused, a look of realization washing over her. She had been looking at this purely from a medical standpoint, completely ignoring the politics.
"I just don't want the recovery teams walking blindly into a toxic hazard."
Claire's desire to return was rooted in ensuring the soldiers didn't mishandle the highly volatile plants.
But Dane assured her the concern was unwarranted.
Both National Security and the border garrisons were highly trained in chemical hazard protocols.
The Aila Highlands were already teeming with lethal, undocumented flora and fauna.
A civilian like Claire walking back into the hot zone was an extreme liability.
The operatives would have to divert precious resources to protect her, making it far safer for everyone if she stayed behind.
Claire hesitated.
The truth was, the sheer volume of undocumented botanicals in The Aila Highlands was exactly why she wanted to go back.
She could harvest ultra-rare medicinal herbs in there.
Ingredients she couldn't find anywhere else on earth.
"This is a high-speed extraction and securing operation. It's too dangerous for you to tag along."
They wouldn't have the luxury of stopping to protect her if a firefight broke out.
Besides, her boots had shredded her heels to raw meat. Didn't she feel the pain?


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