Zany Zoe and the Application of Anvils

Fitz sputtered his drink and dived as the heavy iron object flew overhead.
"Sorry," Zoe called as she continued to juggle the other six anvils.
"How?" Leela asked. "Magic?"
Zoe laughed. "Antigrav belt." Then, the belt sparked. "Oops." Frantic, she began knocking anvils away.
"Duck!" Braxiatel screamed.
"Where?" Adric asked as one missed by inches.
Elsewhere, a young author was marvelling at his new eyes when an anvil flew at him. He caught it in both hands, and it dropped to the floor. Puzzled, he looked at his shoulders, but his arms weren't attached.
"Not one word, Ian," Barbara warned.