Explain how you closed the tear at Bowman’s.
Ezra:
Is Angel okay?
Asshole, I wanted to growl. As if I’d hurt Angel again.
Wade:
Angel is fine. I just delivered groceries to them.
Angel:
I’m fine. Jude wove the tear together. He didn’t need my energy at all.
It was small. A few feet wide at most.
Kerry:
The Reaper was able to help?
I glanced at Angel, who shrugged. “I asked for ideas. We’ve all met a Reaper or two in our time. Nat is the only one I know where to find on the regular. He helps the vampires a lot. Reapers are a type of woven magic wielder. They have to see the threads of a person to understand their fate.”
Nat helped.
Ezra:
Now he’s beholden to the dead? Great.
Victor:
Better a Reaper than the goddess.
Remi:
You closed a tear. Is it stable? Could you do it again?
Maybe? I honestly didn’t know. Not that I could even hope to fix any of the larger, more settled tears. Our worlds were hopelessly merged. Undoing it seemed impossible or a death wish on my part, as I was certain my head would explode trying. And the immersion continued, until I suspected our worlds would eventually be intertwined with no Veil at all between. An end of the world, or a new beginning to a terrifying future?
The messages rolled by, a dozen questions cast my way, but Angel remained at my side, arm wrapped around me, steady and strong. And Nox’s tingle of magic warmed the line of our bond.
Ivan bumped my hip from the other side. “Still the same weird big brother,” he mumbled around a mouthful ofstrawberry, as he curled in beside me, another small, but solid anchor in the storm of digital panic.
The chat scrolled in a whirlwind.
Victor:
If you can close tears, even small ones, it is an advantage we have never possessed. But can you also detect them before they are fully formed? Stop a tear from opening at all?
Ezra:
If the cultists learn what he can do, he becomes their primary target. And anyone near him becomes collateral. We should be distancing ourselves, not diving deeper.
Wade:
He’s already a target. Hiding won’t protect him; it just makes us unprepared. We need to be ready.
Remi:
