The Silver Pact
"The titan didn't open a random portal, Varis. It anchored its reach to the valley's ley lines."
"The ley lines provided the mass, my Queen," Varis murmured, tracing a bone stylus along a diagram of three interlocking rings. "But the Underworld is not a physical continent across the ocean. It is an inverse plane a mirror dimension of decay that exists parallel to our own, separated by the primal veil."
"Then we cut through the veil," I said, my fingers clenching into a fist atop a slate tablet. "We restored three elemental seals. We command more raw magical power than any alliance in the last four centuries."