“Just one moment,” Kickaha said. “What did you do with Wolff and Chryseis?”
“I gated them through to this world. They are somewhere on its surface. Or on that mass. Or perhaps another mass we haven’t seen yet. I thought that it would be the worst thing I could do to them. And, of course, they do have some chance of finding my palace. Although. . . .”
“Although even if they do, they’ll run into some traps?” Kickaha said.
“There are other things on this world . . .”
“Big predators? Hostile human beings?”
Urthona nodded and said, “Yes. We’ll need the beamer. I hope its charge lasts. And . . .”
Kickaha said, “Don’t leave us in suspense.”
“I hope that we don’t take too long finding my palace. If you’re not a native, you’re driven crazy by this world!”