No matter how hard Jess tried he couldn’t detect any sign of the Wanderer. He had to rely on dead reckoning, his memories of chasing after Ali and, mostly, pure guesswork.
Moving through the environment was becoming increasingly difficult. The chaotic streams of colour seemed to be moving faster and hitting harder than they had before. The creatures he’d faced before had returned in greater numbers. They threw themselves against the barrier Jess maintained, forcing him to spend time and energy fending them off.
They kept finding ways to weaken the barrier around Jess and Ali. Jess found himself spending more time dealing with the attacks than looking for the Wanderer.
Each time he found a new way to bolster the defences, a new way to destroy those who attacked, they seemed to find
