The black sky spread east to west in minutes.
Xin grabbed Mira's arm. "What is that?"
"The Makers. They are coming through the source."
"The source is under our control."
"No. The source is under their control. They made it. They can unmake it."
Ren pointed at the council chamber. "The delegates are panicking."
Xin ran inside.
*****
The chamber was chaos. Delegates shouting. Guards running. Someone was crying.
"Quiet," Xin shouted.
The room went silent.
"The seventh territory is real. The Makers are real. They are coming through the source."
"A seventh territory?" a delegate asked. "That is impossible."
Mira walked in. "I am from the seventh territory. We have been hidden for three hundred years. Longwei sealed us away to protect us. Now the seal is broken."
"Why now?"
"Beca
