Voss had departed with his subordinates a step ahead of them. Their time was pressing, and they already had a lead regarding the Prism; now they just needed to head to Baldur's Gate and find the person they ought to, whereas Ethemon and the others still had to go to Moonrise Towers first, and Lae'zel needed time to sort out her thoughts.
All the information she had received previously came from Ethemon—an outsider, not yet enough to shake Lae'zel's convictions. But now, the one telling her that everything was a lie was Voss, the warrior she had once admired the most, which left Lae'zel in a deeply conflicted state.
"Only Vlaakith can lead us into the light." She gazed up at the pitch-black ceiling, where even looking up at the starry night sky in an attempt to catch a glimpse of her dream of the Astral Plane was impossible. "This is the first sentence I learned on the Tsuru slate. But they are not merely maxims; they are law, they are faith, the root of ten thousand truths."
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