Ben knew that it was dangerous. It would mean messing with souls. There was a chance that the corruption could spread to his own soul and they’d just wind up with two Voidbringers instead of one. Not only would that permanently condemn Ben, it would kill Glint too.
There was also the possibility of him fatally burning himself out. Ben had a rather poor track record when it came to needing to heal people extensively in a short period of time- it had previously been enough to make him pass out. Splitting a soul would take much, much more out of him. He’d have to rely quite a bit on lifelight, which he had no experience with.
None of his friends had Progression, and he had no idea if there would be someone with access to it wherever they confronted Rob. Ben could heal himself, to an extent. So long as he was alive, he was really storming hard to kill. He couldn’t save himself if he was killed, though, and there might not be anyone else who could.
But this was Rob. He was a fighter. He was still in there. Why else would he have spared Shana? And Rob had saved his life. Ben needed to repay him. He had to try.
Would you be ok with the risk? Ben thought at Glint.
Glint didn’t respond. He took that as a maybe. Good enough.
”I accept the risk.”
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Glint hummed softly to himself. A lullaby. The lullaby wasn’t working as he had hoped.
Glint was sad that he couldn’t cry. He still tried to, though. Cup deserved it.
Cup was gone. Gone, gone, gone. A Voidbringer had killed her. Rob had killed her.
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