In a certain sense, Shar was a very thoughtful goddess.
Even knowing how cold and ruthless the Daughter of Dark Night was, Hill could not help thinking so.
After all, who could have imagined that, before making her move, she would go to the Space-Time Divine Artifact and ask for a tool capable of livestreaming, then wear it? It was... enough to bring tears of gratitude to his eyes, given how curious he had been about what was happening inside the castle!
Even Selûne and Lathander looked utterly astonished at the scene appearing on the giant screen... Shar had clearly hung the tool on one of the long, concealed Night Whips floating behind her, and had carefully chosen a perfect position... Not only did it capture the entire scene, but it also placed the enormous, multicolored Tiamat and Shar, who looked exceptionally slender beside her and sat sneering on a black gauze ribbon, right in the center of the screen.
These long, barbed, tentacle-like whips known as Night Whips existed within the shadows. Unless Shar summoned them to lash someone, they were merely charging devices that replenished her divine power from the Shadowfell.
Unless someone could enter the corresponding region of the Shadow Plane, no one could bypass Shar to attack those tentacles.
Even the old, battered Shadowfell had made Shar difficult to defeat, let alone its current incarnation, several times stronger, fully intact, and practically devoid of outsiders!
That was the real reason Shar had not lost her mind despite losing the Shadow Weave. She had never been an optimist like Selûne, who could simply recover what she had lost next time.
Had her strength truly plummeted because of it, she would have attacked Mystra without hesitation, even at the risk of being locked away by Ao for several