Although the pain made her slap Shar back, even as the earth shook and mountains trembled, Selûne still could not suppress her curiosity. "Shar, you actually comprehended Space Law?
Finding a little lover comes with benefits like that?"
Hill closed his eyes slightly. Lathander, who had been watching with great relish, instantly leaped backward, returned to his peacock form, and hid behind Hill.
His reaction had indeed been timely and accurate.
As Hill used a new magic array disk to shield the area they occupied, countless shadow whips crashed down upon Selûne like a storm.
Hill turned to look... fortunately, the moment they had noticed something was wrong, his plant companions had swiftly slipped out the door.
Liszt had also promptly sealed the hall completely.
Thus, although the hall was swaying slightly and chaos filled his vision, the fierce collisions between silver-blue moonlight blades and nimble, darting shadow whips spread through every corner of the hall.
Hill could not see what was happening outside at all.
He could only rely on the sounds made by his still rather sturdy furniture to judge which corner the two sisters were fighting in.
"Selûne didn't come here just to fight Shar, did she?" the Great Peacock asked slowly behind him.
"What happened on Toril?" Hill could only ask... how could he possibly know what the Silver Moon Maiden wanted?
"If they don't fight now, then for at least the next two hundred years, they probably won't have any chance to clash on Toril." Lathander pondered for a moment before speaking. "Maybe Selûne thought that was too long to wait, so she decided to fight first?"
Otherwise, why had Selûne acted so punchable?
When she said "little lover," the Silver Moon Maiden had emphasized the word "little," with an oddly suggestive intonation.
She had