Black Eye suddenly realized just how absurd it all was... Even Lathander had never left her so utterly speechless!
Wasn't the Mage profession supposed to be all about reason?
Midnight was an Arcanist! A mysterious and composed Arcanist!
Had Ao mistaken some kind of Sorcerer for an Arcanist?
An enemy like Midnight was truly... impossible to know what to say or do around her... No wonder she had always fought so desperately, completely unconcerned with the cost in soul power.
Compared to Edna and Black Eye, with no faith to replenish her at all, she might even be the first one to dissipate!
That made sense. Edna was her reincarnation, after all. If she didn't care whether the one who escaped was herself, then naturally, taking out her former self first was the sensible choice.
Sensible my ass!
Black Eye couldn't hold back her fury.
Back then, she hadn't expected Helm to actually dare kill her... But no matter what, she and Helm had shared some intimate history!
That bastard took his former lover as a sacrifice!
Not even daring to resurrect her after she died—now that was the best ending he could have!
Still, Black Eye had habitually kept a backup plan for herself, and she hadn't even entrusted these matters to her subordinate Gods or followers.
She knew Azuth well. He was broad-minded. If Black Eye died, he would miss her, but he would never go mad enough to try resurrecting her.
It wasn't that he didn't love her. Rather... he was a perfectly standard Mage, one who kept reason and emotion sharply separate.
If not for her, Azuth would have chosen to live like Elminster: teach a few outstanding students, remain in his own corner, and watch the world change around him.
They didn't even like becoming