The dirigible drifted over the fragile stone spires of a ruined mountaintop city.
“It puts Machu Picchu to shame,” Clarkson said.
“It shames London!” Miss Seyler marveled.
“What does a Nazi occultist want here?”
“A spell,” she said. “One to end the world.”
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