The seam held steady.
The flow resumed with a different rhythm this time, quicker and more assured, as if the hesitation had been burned away by the first crossings. Felicity and Feng ran over quickly, holding each other's hands. They only did so after getting Quinlan's permission, as he asked the girls beforehand to come one by one.
It seemed Felicity might have been a bit anxious. Feng, who was already quite the veteran, came first, with the princess following after. The oriental teen looked very pleased with herself.
After them came Kitsara, flicking three fluffy white tails behind her. The foxkin's eyes instantly landed on Karl for a reason she herself didn't quite understand yet. Maybe it was because he was a pig-faced guy in a tuxedo.
