The seal cracked at 0300.
Soren woke to Grimm snarling and the floor vibrating under his bed.
Through Pack Sense the source was below him, the kind of structural failure that started quiet then went loud fast.
He was dressed and moving in ten seconds.
Maren was already in the corridor because she'd felt the temperature shift through the building's foundation.
Selah came out of their room thirty seconds later with frost climbing her forearms.
Troy met them at the stairwell with his knight already materialized.
"The seal," Soren said.
"I felt it." Troy's jaw was tight. "How bad?"
"We'll find out."
They descended four levels to the containment corridor.
Hansel was at the entrance with his beetle braced across the doorframe, mandibles locked.
"Nobody else comes down," Soren told him. Hansel nodded.
The Fracture chamber was worse than bad.
The temporary seal had a two-meter tear running through it.
