"So, you fanatics who left Toril would rather die than turn back, right?"
Hill couldn't help glancing at the Great Peacock, whose core was incredibly steady. If street dancers had that kind of core strength, they could win Olympic gold.
Of course, Hill did not actually need to say anything. The moment Lathander raised a claw, Liszt directed the Mage Tower to change direction.
The Tower Spirit knew perfectly well that Hill's most important task right now was introducing his two students to more connections.
Something was a little off with the Black Mystery Tower. Once Hill left, if his two students only had ties to the Black Mystery Tower, they would very likely be dragged down with it.
Hill had only figured that out later.
That Red Dragon sent by the River Styx clearly did not trust the Black Mystery Tower or Despair Tower... those two had probably formed an alliance by now.
But it did not particularly hate them either. It still did what it needed to do.
It was just that they received no special treatment, and if someone else could be used, they would not be.
But the Black Mystery Tower should originally have belonged to the River Styx faction.
So the Black Mystery Tower had probably thrown itself into the embrace of some other God.
Yet the River Styx did not seem to harbor any hatred toward the Black Mystery Tower. That meant the being they had turned to was also aligned with souls and was not an enemy of the River Styx.
In some ways, the River Styx was rather fair... no matter why you turned away from me, as long as it was not malicious betrayal and you had not joined my enemies, then from then on, we were simply strangers.
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