The two Split Bodies continued across the ancient world in separate directions.
Lucien controlled both through Parallel Thoughts.
The Spatial Compass remained with his real body, but that did not matter. Every change in the needle reached all three minds at once.
Whenever one trace shifted, Lucien adjusted the corresponding Split Body.
One moved across a broad mountain range.
The other crossed an enormous forest untouched by any road or settlement.
Neither had caught sight of its target yet.
Lucien's real body was closer.
The trace ahead had stopped changing direction several minutes ago.
That alone made him cautious.
The Incarnation had been moving quickly before.
Now it seemed to be waiting.
Lucien slowed.
The landscape had changed again.
Grass disappeared beneath exposed stone.
Dark cliffs rose from the ground in long broken ridges, and veins of metal ran visibly through sections of the surrounding rock.
