Ed did not understand that he had set in motion calamity in a section of the great spill.

Inside a large cave, workers and guards moved around. They worked for the south side city. Their job was to secure, protect and help with the distribution of energy to all caves. As one passed the long hallways underground, one would see the pale pink veins running through the walls and the ground. These veins were filled with a pale pink liquid that flowed non-stop. These were veins of pure astral energy

This cave was only one of the many caves in the great spill, and they were considered one of the smaller caves. Inside a great room, a man sat in lotus fashion, in deep contemplation. The pecks of working here meant, access to the direct energy from the veins.

The man received an urgent sound transmission.

“Lord Kan! The vein is drying up!” the man opened his eyes immediately.

“Enter!” he said and a woman rushed in.

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“What happened?” he asked.

“The vein is losing its strength. You must have felt it right?” she said urgently.

“Do you think I can feel such a thing? The energy we feel is only a one-thousandth of a tiny fraction of that emerging from the vein!”

“I'm sorry!” she cowed at his tone.

“Where is it coming from?” he asked.

“This way,” she led him through a winding path. Through the hallway, he could see that he was not the only one in panic. People were rushing all over the place, most of them in the same direction. He arrived at the main vein. It was as large as a small stream. The glow in the liquid was deeming.

“How is this happening?” he asked in a panic.

“I don't know. It just started,” the woman answered.

“Has there been any important activity today? Did something big just happen?” he asked.

“Lord Kan, did you forget? Yesterday, newcomers arrived at the great spill. They have just been shown to their caves,” someone answered.

“That is the only big thing that has happened for a while. Even the great factions and the top tens have not moved at all,” another said.

“Are you saying that a newcomer could...” the woman started to say.

“Shut up! What newcomer? Even a soul realization master cannot mine this entire branch vein away! Is that what you are going to tell the council when they ask?!” Lord Kan scolded her shut. He was so angry, that one could see veins pooping at the side of his head.

“What do we,” the woman started to say before she stopped. It had only been three breaths of time, and the liquid was now barely pink.

“Call the healers! Inform the council! Fast!” Lord Kan shouted at all the people standing around and everybody disperse quickly, looking for whom to inform.

In another three breaths and the entire liquid turned clear.

The vein was dry of astral energy!

Lord Kan felt his vision go dark as he coughed a mouthful of blood. The others may not have known why he was so dramatic, but he understood, his life here was over. It would be a miracle if he was not killed.