It wasn’t as hard to integrate the Fielding engine into the globe as they’d all supposed. Once the portable engine had been brought to Root Hill from wherever Jemma had hidden it, Horace had shown the globe-building team everything he knew about it. With Hettie’s detailed description of Berkeley’s Zoom icon, the team got the canister—still partly filled with the magic they’d skimmed from the sorcerers from Quail’s Hollow—to feed its magical contents into the globe.
“One little problem,” Horace said. “We can’t test the damned thing. Opening this gateway to the pocket realm could drain the canister faster than we think. That happens, and you could all get stuck on the other side.”
“Well, Lena and Duke will be bringing their canisters, too. Once we juice our people—”
“We’ll hook up the res
