Selûne huffed twice in displeasure. "Looks like the new Mystra has won Primordial Power's favor!
"The moment she entered the Starry Sky, the Magic Weave practically leaped to resonate with Edna. Its reaction was even stronger than when it welcomed Black Eye.
"And the purity of that Primordial Power... it's almost on par with mine before I fought Shar."
Shar turned to look at her. "In some ways, Edna is more like Mystryl.
"She's just a little more human than Mystryl was.
"Mystryl's greatest problem was that she was too rational... A normal god would deal with a threat the moment she saw it, not wait until the very end as Mystryl did.
"Besides... a world like Toril doesn't need a Goddess of Magic to sacrifice herself.
"To weigh even her own life on the Divine Scale was taking rationality a little too far.
"But the next two were far too emotional.
"Even Black Eye, for all her scheming, was the same. She overthought everything and kept testing every boundary. She even wanted to probe Ao's limits. No matter how capable she was, that left her only one way out: death.
"Edna has it right. She doesn't expect too much from the Magic Weave, and while she values herself, she doesn't think too highly of herself. The Magic Weave may have no soul, but it still knows what kind of caretaker it needs."
Selûne suddenly smiled as if in a daze. "See? The old man, the Magic Weave... they're both so desperate to be looked down on..."
Before she could finish, Hill abruptly spoke up. "So... Amaunator survived?"
"Heh, heh." Lathander glanced around, awkwardly trying to look dismissive as he let out two stilted laughs. "He's alive.
"He's risen to Intermediate Divine Power, but from what I can tell, he's