Cracks rip through the Mirror realm like lightning veins, white and silver splintering across a surface that is no longer obeying its own geometry. Jax grips my hand, his pulse locked with mine, our fused energy forming a tether that feels strong enough to split worlds.
The crack is small at first. A fracture in reality. A seam of blue and amber light where the Mirror realm presses against the waking world.
It widens.
Not gently.
Like something desperate is forcing it open from both sides.
We brace ourselves and push together.
Magic slams around us, the chamber straining, the air thickening until it feels like we are swimming through raw power. My pulse pounds so hard it shakes my ribs. Light bursts from our palms. The crack tears wide, spilling light into the darkness beyond.
We st
