"Not a moon?" Zhou Yu asked in response to Benny's exclamation, "What is it then?"

Just then the large undead axe man swung his axe, bouncing it off a transparent surface. "Whoa there, friend, calm down," Zhou Yu said, looking Bruno up and down, trying to figure out what was bothering him, "Does the fur bother you?" While waiting for a response, he examined the transparent surface, noting reflections and refractions, properties like ice and water, whereas tapping it reminded him of porcelain. Interesting material. Looking down he could see absolutely no ground beneath their metal house.  Zhou Yu looked up, smiling, choosing to ignore that little tidbit of information.

Then two things flew overhead, perhaps little metal houses as well, though their shape made him think of chariots. They seemed to be heading toward the moon, which seemed bigger than before. Benny seemed to be struggling with the strange table in front of them full of instruments. Perhaps investigating their surroundings was a good idea.  Zhou Yu noticed the handle dangling from his belt and picked it up, fiddling with it, staring down the hole at one end. Fortunately, he happens to turn it away from his face when he flipped the switch. Unfortunately, the penetrating shaft of blue light that came forth from the handle cut a dangling tube that started to slowly hiss out a gentle stream of steam.