"New England," the strange woman said, contemplating the words. "Another name I have only heard in tales from my beloved. To answer your questions, my name is Princess Melet-Dar of Promethium. Our airship was stolen by mechanical men while we were in it. While my beloved Sakar-To sought to retake the ship, the men activated a device that tore a gate to your city."

"Then your Sakar-To has been taken to wherever your airship went?"

"That would appear to be a safe conclusion."

"My partner was on the same ship last I saw it, and he probably needs my help. Care to work together to deal with the machine men that stole your airship?"

"That seems like an excellent notion," Melet-Dar said as she relaxed from her fighting stance.

"Gr...

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