Breaking from his bonding with Tilly, Phineus Morely glanced toward the inquisitor.
“It is the Air Loom.”
“The Air Loom?”
“Yes, it is my very own creation.”
“How does it work?”
“Simply put, it creates a magnetic field to counter the gravitational forces rendered on us.”
Potemkin glanced out, thinking about feasibility, yet fell short.
“And just how much power do the magnets require right now should we remain here at the edge?”
“What about there, be