Chapter 128

#Seraphina's POV The recovery chamber had become our sanctuary over the past week, but even here, I could feel the weight of constant observation. Lady Vex's committee had established permanent monitoring stations throughout the dimensional complex, their presence a constant reminder that we were no longer just Guardians—we were subjects of study. "Another 'random' contamination event scheduled for tomorrow," I said, reading the alert that had just materialized on our private communication crystal. "Sector Twenty-Three this time. Apparently, there's been a 'spontaneous outbreak of dream-reality bleeding.'" Through our bond, I felt Kaelos's draconic instincts flare with suspicion and Ruvan's analytical mind immediately begin calculating the patterns. "That makes twelve manufactured crises in seven days," Ruvan observed, his moon-touched abilities having tracked each incident with mathematical precision. "The timing intervals are designed to prevent full magical recovery between events."