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Sorry for the double post, but I believe this falls within the allowed parameters, and I wanted to be sure you all got the notification - the Games will start in a few hours! (If that’s okay with you, GMs?)

LinBli smiled slightly. “About the job we wish you to perform.”

“Do you remember what we told you before?”

Granted, you get applesauce! It’s covered in sugar. I pass on wishing.

The spren screamed, the noise cutting Cassie's thoughtless facade away, and she dropped to her knees. It didn’t all hit her at once; the events of the last few minutes sank in one by one, slowly. Suddenly she didn’t care if the Voidbringer attacked her, because she had commanded Joy like she was nothing, looked at her like she was nothing. Had thought of Voidbringers as ‘it’ - they did have genders, and she could at least acknowledge that, even if she didn’t want to think about them being human. Oh, storms. She had killed people. She had killed them in so many ways, fast, slow, by tearing their souls from them, by - her stomach lurched as she recalled some of the things Cohesion could do - by drowning them in beads - by breaking her oath. All of this was because she had broken the First Ideal. Journey before destination. I failed. I asked for the destination instead of going through the journey. The Nightwatcher didn’t stop me, because a Radiant’s Words are her honor, and now I must hold by mine. Strength before weakness. I was strong just moments ago, fighting, but if that’s strength...then I don’t want it. At least when weak, I’m still me. Like I was when I was only at the First Ideal. Weak...but myself. Life before death. I have killed so many...is there any way I can repent that? Cassie bowed her head next to a looming Voidbringer and a deadeye lightspren, trapped by her own hatred. I deserve to die. But...dying wouldn’t adhere to life before death. Living would. Dying won’t make up for what I’ve done. Neither will living. But at least with life, there’s a chance. I have a chance. She looked up. Tired; exhausted. Alive. Cassandra Deoven stood up. She looked at the Voidbringer. She wasn’t glowing, and in Shadesmar, she carried no weapon - her clenched fists were all she had. But she was going to live. “Life before death.”

“Most likely. You’ll need to check with someone for each change, however.” LinBli smiled apologetically.

Whoops, sorry about that. Instead of manifesting spikes, her weapon disappeared as she transferred between Realms. She gave her empty hands a confused look. In front of her, the Voidbringer looked equally confused, gaze switching from her to just to the side of her and back. Trying to keep her awareness still on him in case he made a move, Cassie inched her head around and looked. There was a spren. Its form was humanoid and female, skin and hair and clothes all a dull brown, somehow metallic without shining. The spren's clothes seemed to be built in, part of it, and where its eyes should have been, gouges and scratches marked the pits. It was like someone had taken a chisel and decided that they particularly hated this statue. It was looking at her, if 'looking' was the right word, and its posture was rigid but not offensive. Cassie looked away, a bit creeped out but mostly worried about the Voidbringer coming at her while she was distracted. She glared at him and tried to summon her Shardblade. The spren screamed, the noise cutting Cassie's

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@BookishOcelot @xinoehp512 Cassie pressed her advantage, following him to the Cognitive Realm, commanding her Shardshield to grow spikes as she did so. She forced it forward again.

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Her Blade coming down met with his coming up, and the two crashed together, the sound ringing out among the furious clamor of the battlefield. Cassie’s lips pulled back from her teeth and she teleported away again as a couple bright flashes of light and sound erupted next to the Voidbringer’s face; she was five feet away now. But she might have another trick up her sleeve, she realized. If the Nightwatcher really had given her all the powers of a Fifth Ideal Radiant... Shield, she ordered her Blade, and was delighted to see it shimmer and fuzz and shift into a silvery shield, shining with Stormlight. She crossed the feet between them in two steps and thrust it forward, pushing it at him while he was still blinded, certain that he would be knocked over.

IT’S ALL COMING TOGETHER

@Voidus

Cassie, having done this minutes earlier, landed on his Blade. This time, however, she stumbled slightly. She was working less off of instinct artificially given to her by the Nightwatcher, and more off of her own thoughts - which was dangerous, because she had a whole host of things to think about bearing down on her. She teleported up into the air above the Voidbringer, bringing her Blade forward to intercept his head.

Is there an image here? I can’t see it. You might want to reread the thread before posting, you’ve reposted a lot sule

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