“Well, everybody,” said Gregory. “It’s been a charming evening, but I think—”
He never finished. Electricity zapped the air, sending waves of shock at them. The force nearly knocked Aldor’s teeth out. He immediately thought that they were struck by a bolt of lightning. It was raw power. It pushed the boat backwards, crackling in an unnatural hum.
“What was that?” snapped Gregory.
“It was the pebble,” said Dale quietly.
“Thanks,” said Gregory, aggravated. “But what did the b****y rock wake up?”
Aldor knew exactly what caused the sound. “Forcefield.”
“A forcefield?” strained Jasper wildly. “A forcefield, here?”
Aldor held out his hand to Laurence. “Let me see your spyglass.”
He unraveled the spyglass and looked through it, breathless. Two magnetic boulders stood close by on either si
