Ian leaned against a stone, catching his breath. His chest throbbed with a burning pain.
Suddenly, the ground shook.
His eyes snapped open.
It wasn't his imagination. The entire wasteland was trembling faintly, as if a giant beast was stirring deep underground.
In the distance, the distorted patch of sky that marked the entrance to the Underground Palace began to show fine cracks.
'The space is becoming unstable...' Ian's heart sank.
He collected all the Anchor Stones. With the Soul Weaving Civilization destroyed, its anchoring power was gone. This Secret Realm was about to detach from the Wizard World.
'I have to leave now.'
But what about Alevia and Kevin's commission? He pulled two lists from his Dimension Ring.
'Forget it. There's no time.'
The Underground Palace was now like a leaking ball, ready to burst at any moment.
Ian stood up. "Gaga, sense where the Energy is most chaotic."
Gaga flew up from his shoulder, spreading its wings and closing its eyes.
