Chapter 95 Fractures In Reality

• The wedding preparations had barely begun when the first reports arrived. Dimensional tears were opening across the continent, each one a wound in reality that bled chaos into the physical world. I stood in the war room studying maps marked with red pins, each representing a location where the fabric of existence had begun to unravel.
• "Seventeen confirmed dimensional fractures in the past week alone," Master Dorian reported, his usual calm demeanor strained by the scope of the crisis. "The pattern suggests they're radiating outward from the site where you defeated the ancient evil."
• "Like ripples in a pond," I murmured, tracing the expanding circle of instability with my finger. "My magical working created a cascade effect that's spreading across the entire continent."