Five meters.
The gate's assessment was operating at full intensity now, the mountain's pulse synchronized with both his heartbeats and the solar core's rhythm in the specific way it had been since the ten-meter mark, the three-beat pattern steady and not uncomfortable but impossible to ignore.
The amplification had found everything. The incomplete parts were fully exposed and he was holding them at their honest size. The Law was fully exposed and the amplification was moving through it and finding it real. The whole framework was visible to the gate in a way that nothing he had faced before had made it visible, the deep zone's five encounters having been directional examinations of specific qualities, and the gate being something more total, a full reading of the complete structure simultaneously.
He did not slow down.
Four meters.
