Dairine gives Nita a hard stare.

"I'm not gonna set the train on fire roasting marshmallows."

OK, that probably wasn't the trouble that Neets was picturing. But it was certainly a possibility.

She huffs, blowing her hair out of her face.

"Not quite. The Dead Zone was outside the castle's influence, at least as far as we could tell. It also had the annoying side-effect of disabling all tech, magic, and other powers." Dairine's face scrunches up remembering it. "So expeditions were limited to foot travel, horse drawn wagons, and woodland camping."