Kaelen didn’t care about the Preservation of the universe; he just wanted to keep his boots from falling apart.
He pulled a cracked gemstone from his pocket. It was a , a rare focal point that could pull Investiture directly from the air without a glass trap. If he could charge it during the height of the Dimming, he could flash-step across the city and vanish before the Spires’ guards even knew their treasury had been breached.
The air grew cold—impossibly cold for a world with two suns.