Rachel stilled herself. This was an unprecedented situation. They were going to attack fate.
That was how it had been done. Slipping into a dimension by using benign fate lines. It was rather ingenious and truly insidious.
Who looks directly at their fate and who thinks to protect themselves against their own fate?
She would need to re-evaluate some of her protective wards.
The spell weave trembled as it moved forth.
"We do not need to look at fate in order to handle issues that come from it."
"Yes Mistress."
"But just in case, handle lines associated to me and I will handle yours."
"Yes mistress."
Fate existed in many forms throughout the cosmos. There were lines of fate that connected all that was. They laid with ley lines. Ley lines are lines of magic that just lay across areas but are not anchored to it. Both define, direct, and even structure life within the cosmos.
