"Guy!"
"Joan! You're all right?"
"Of course—shouldn't I be?"
"But—"
"That toroid in the sky—what was it?"
"It came from Mephisto."
"Then it is not dangerous?"
"Not when you understand it."
Joan snorted. "If that's the best they can do—we'll lick them easy."
Guy nodded foolishly. How was he going to tell Joan the whole story in short of a lifetime?