“No, I refuse to believe they were lost. We’ve had enough of that. Gus get the Mother Tree online. We can’t wait on the full cycle for her roots to naturally find them. We need her to remember any traces of what’s left and use that to guide them. Bug, go find all of Cal’s mana spirits. Alfred find Andrew and someone else who wasn’t in there, we need to take a full accounting of everyone that was inside,” Ethel started barking orders, not letting her fear set in. This was fixable. The existence of the older Dennis proved that. She just needed to figure out where they were.


    “On it boss,” Gus said as he took off after the dogs. Ethel for her part instead concentrated hard on the spot the new school had been. Trying to trace every last imprint of the mana lines she could see.


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    “Oakey, what can you sense?” Ethel asked.


    “The connection is entirely gone. Whatever influence I would normally have over our realm vanished the moment the area did. Even stranger all those tendrils that are left, those aren’t us, and those are tons of different signatures. It’s going to take me a few hours to count and identify them all,” the small spirit replied.


    “Alright, get started on that. I suspect Cal will be back soon, and I’d rather have answers when he does,” Ethel replied. She was worried, but she was also determined.