Two days of high-speed aerial travel followed immediately after Finn learned of the development at Velanthir.
The moment Finn arrived with the Astoria team at the military encampment, he felt the palpable tension in the air.
The military camp was about three miles from the tear in reality, but yet, the feeling Finn got from it even from that distance made other breaches he'd cleared feel more… contained.
Unlike normal breaches that, despite their unnatural look and radiating wrongness, still remained fundamentally separate from their world, this one felt open. Like a doorway left ajar rather than a wound trying to close.
"Eighteen Transcendents," Casmir muttered, surveying the encampment as their transport beast descended. "From seven kingdoms. This is unprecedented."
