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As you rest your face against their own, as Rubida’s silent tears and Soralisa’s quite loud ones wet your cheeks and down your neck, you wonder if Master could see you from here.
Maybe Carnaval went to him right away. It would suit her, from what little you know of the angel’s kinship with Master.
Ah, but however it goes, everything will follow Ansàrra’s Will. All will fall to its proper place—though perhaps you should discuss with them what strategies to use to hasten Her desires into the world.
Willow is still out there.
The Worm is still alive.
And one of the Sisters is about to be.
You squeeze both girls and pull away, smiling at them. Rubida’s lips tremble like a stormy sea, Soralisa is bawling her eyes off as she keeps calling your name—Argia, Argia, Argia—they are here for you.
<span class="mu-i">Thank you,</span> you silently send off to the heavens.
Your gaze then turns to the crowd. Wonder if—did Lithala truly leave? Didn’t she…
You spot a flash of green eyes and brown hair next to a tall blonde man.
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