Shar and Selûne both seemed convinced that Herdestal would not make a mistake, and their conversation was relaxed.
Or rather, in the eyes of these two goddesses, Shar's chosen could never lose to Rose's maidservant... How could an artificial creation with a twisted will possibly deal with the absolute leader of the Dark Conspiracy... which was really just an illegal cult?
Hill watched for a while and felt that unless Rose intervened personally, this Wax Demon truly had no room left to struggle... The columns of smoke that had remained close to the cave ceiling and walls had already been lured into the open by the wildly fluttering petals.
It seemed that Toril had always believed that as long as even a wisp of smoke escaped from a Wax Demon's smoke form, it could become a black widow spider again after devouring enough flesh and blood... Once they returned to Rose's Spider Weave, they still had ways to become Wax Demons again... Rose's Spider Weave contained not only flesh and blood, but enough Drow guards for them to exploit. After all, they still possessed the innate abilities inherited from Succubi.
Hill silently committed this information to memory... Although Rose might not necessarily turn her attention toward him, he still had to prepare for the possibility of encountering a Wax Demon.
As long as one was a descendant of Corellon, one had to be prepared for a spider ambush while traveling... Rose had once been able to ignore Hill, considering that he was a Telashir native and even an enemy of the Elven God-King. But if her scheme suffered a disastrous failure this time, Hill had no idea whether the Spider Queen would vent her anger on him, the one who had watched everything unfold... At that point, Corellon's bloodline would