The Real Magic Tower (4)

The Master waved his hand, summoning another image: a team of mages standing in a circle around a glowing nexus, chanting in unison as symbols of light swirled around them. "We've been deploying teams of mages to the most critical nexus points to stabilize them temporarily. It's a painstaking process—one mistake, and the line could collapse entirely."

"But that's only a stopgap," he admitted, his voice dropping to a more somber tone. "To truly fix the grid, we need to locate the root cause of the instability and either neutralize it or find a way to permanently reinforce the ley lines. Without this, it's only a matter of time before the entire network collapses."

The glowing map zoomed out, showing the full extent of the ley line network. The scale of the problem was staggering. Orion clenched her fists, her voice resolute. "If this is as bad as it looks, you'll need more than temporary fixes. Tell us where we're most needed, and we'll start there."