The breach site was in the northern wilderness, three hours' ride from the capital by specialized carriage.
Finn sat across from Keeva as the vehicle tore through the landscape at impossible speeds.
"How many breaches have there been this month?" Finn asked.
Keeva's amber eyes fixed on him. "Seventeen. This is the eighteenth."
Finn's eyebrows rose. "That many?"
"The frequency is increasing," she said. "Two months ago, we averaged eight per month. Before that, five." She paused. "The scholars predict by year's end, we'll be handling one every day."
Finn sucked in a breath at the implications.
One breach per day, across how many kingdoms? And each one required Transcendent intervention to stabilize. The system was already straining at the edges.
No wonder they're desperate to find and train new Transcendents quickly…
