Adventure stories; Science fiction; Time travel -- Fiction
Six days after that momentous meeting of the council, a mighty fleet
of air-boats rose and circled above the city. The character of the
invisible force-shield above the city had been altered to allow the
passage of any air-boat through it, and now no less than five hundred
of the air-boats hovered over Kom. In design they were much like the
ones I had vaguely glimpsed in the city of cylinders, long and flat and
narrow, pointed at either end and with a low wall around their sides
for the protection of their occupants.
The people of Kom had worked wonders in those six days, thus to
construct half a thousand of the flying cars, and to equip them with
a time-wave apparatus like our own. Every car was thus equipped, the
apparatus on each being a direct copy of that in our own car. Lantin
and I still clung to our own car, however, which had been overhauled
for us by the scientists of Kom after our crash, and which was unhurt
by the collision. And most of our time, during that period, had been
engaged in directing the manufacture of the time-traveling apparatus,
and teaching a selected few the operation of it. These few, in turn,
taught many others, and by the time we were ready for our start, there
was at least one man on each air-boat who understood the time-wave
mechanism.
The plans of our expedition were simple enough. We were to drop down
on the city of cylinders, destroy it utterly, and annihilate both the
Kanlars and the Raider, if possible. I think that in reality none of
the members of our expedition had any real desire to meet the Raider,
but I knew that in spite of the fear they had of him, they would obey
the orders of Kethra without faltering.
I knew but little of the weapons which the scientists of Kom had
furnished to the occupants of the air-boats. Kethra had spoken to us
of a sound-ray, an intense beam of sound-vibrations which, directed
on some object, could be changed in frequency until it matched that
object's frequency of vibration, which would result in the destruction
of the thing so focused on. It was the principle of two tuning-forks,
which will cause each other to vibrate across a great distance, if of
the same period of vibration. I had heard mention of other weapons,
also, designed to combat the Raider, but had seen none of these.
Now, as the great fleet hovered and circled above the white city of
Kom, with our own time-car poised above the fleet, a single large
air-boat drove up through the mass of the others and hung beside us.
It was the car of Kethra, a long, black one, and near its pointed prow
stood the white-robed leader himself.
He bent, spoke an order into a mouthpiece, and then his car slanted up
and northward, with swiftly increasing speed, while the great fleet
below did likewise, his order being communicated by a form of radio
to every air-boat. Still hanging beside the car of Kethra, our own
time-car raced along, since we were to guide the fleet toward the city
of cylinders.
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