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Chapter 2224: Blood Ties

Out there on the battlefield, Cassie felt less and less like a living marionette. Ki Song still held power over her body and soul, of course, but was either too distracted to control Cassie's every move or had simply decided to allow her some measure of freedom.

At the moment, Cassie was unsure whether to feel relieved or regretful about her sudden liberation.

Her body had been controlled by the Queen entirely when the flood of Nightmare Creatures first descended upon the Song Army. It was a strange experience, to feel herself move with martial skill far greater than her own, slaying powerful abominations with the cold composure of a born killer. It was even stranger still because Cassie could only see herself with Seishan's eyes.

Her face was the same, and her body was the same. However, everything else was unfamiliar — her fierce poise, her deadly grace, the smooth fluidity of her confident movements… Cassie could both feel and see her body fight, but she had no part in making it move.

It was eerie.

The role the Queen wanted her to play, it seemed, was to protect Seishan... even at the cost of her own life. So, Cassie's body was like a bodyguard for the beautiful princess of Song, whether she liked it or not.

As the battle between Ki Song and Anvil entered a new stage, however, she could suddenly move on her own again. She also had far greater access to her Aspect again, which made up somewhat for losing the macabre guidance of the Queen.

Cassie was still not entirely free, though. There were certain things that her own body was preventing her from doing — like straying too far from Seishan, for example, or aiming her rapier at Seishan's back.

'I wouldn't want to kill her, anyway…'

Cassie needed Seishan alive as much as the Queen wanted her to survive.

The two of them had stood in front of the Seventh Legion when the battle started.As the abominable jungle broke free from the dim darkness of the Hollows and the dreadful abominations escaped to the surface, Seishan attempted to get the Song Army to react in time — she was one of the first to realize the consequences of the bone plain fracturing, and acted accordingly.

Seishan's swift actions saved numerous lives… but not enough lives.

The battle swiftly descended into utter chaos. The Song Army was just as fractured as the battlefield was, the soldiers separated from each other by the jagged cracks and the scarlet tide rising from them. It was all but impossible to regain any significant measure of control over the formation, but Seishan and Beastmaster still tried, desperately attempting to get the army to pull back.

The precarious battle line was on the verge of collapsing when the Lord of Shadow broke through the endless horde of abominations on his monstrous steed, covered in blood and leading the ravaged Sword Army behind him.

The situation turned a bit better after that — for a short while — but also even more chaotic. All distinctions between units were discarded, and the humans simply fought side by side, not caring who was friend and who was foe.

A terrible carnage usurped the world.

The battle took Seishan and Cassie away from the core of the vast mob of human soldiers, where Nephis and the Fire Keepers held the core against the deadliest of the Nightmare Creatures.

By then, Cassie had regained enough of her powers to use her Awakened and Ascended Abilities freely. Her own performance was far below what she had been able to accomplish under the Queen's control, but adequate enough to stay alive… just barely.

Seishan, on the contrary, was only growing stronger the more blood was spilled around them. It was unclear who was protecting whom, now — and yet, even the daughter of the Queen was not doing too well in the feverish mayhem of the calamitous battle.

Both of them were covered in blood and wounded,their armor tattered and breached. All Cassie could do was stay close to Seishan and follow her as the older woman moved through the battlefield with a strange sense of purpose, her beautiful face turning darker and more desperate with each second.

"Veil!"

Suddenly, Seishan lunged forward, discarding all pretense of caution. She tore into the mass of Nightmare Creatures, her claws tearing their hides like sharp blades. Her fangs ripped into them, as well, sending rivers of fetid blood spilling to the ground.

Each wound Seishan dealt to the abominations bled far more profusely than it should have, and the dreadful beings died far more swiftly, and far more gruesomely, than Cassie had expected.

Breaking through the mass of Nightmare Creatures, they came about a desolate section of the battlefield. Here, no human soldier had survived, and heaps of abominable bodies lay on the ground, piled high. There were some thralls of Beastmaster scattered between the dead abominations, all torn to shreds and dead.

At the center of the vast graveyard of Nightmare Creatures, a sole figure was sprawled on the ground, surrounded by a ring of emptiness.

It was a delicate woman with a slender build, both her enchanting face and her white hair painted red by blood… Moonveil, Seishan's sister.

Dismissing her monstrous form, Seishan dashed toward the motionless figure and fell to her knees near it, leaning close to press her ear against Moonveil's bloodied chest.

Cassie could hear her mumbling quietly:

"Alive… still alive…"

The battle was raging around them, and some hideous horrors could attack them at any moment. Standing above Seishan, Cassie turned and raised her weapons, ready to attack.

...Her pale lips twisted into a faint smile under the dirt and grime of the battlefield.

Maintaining a neutral tone, Cassie spoke without turning back:

"It is hard to envy the burden of your mother's love."

She had waited to speak these words for a long time.

Turning away from unconscious Moonveil for a moment, Sieshan looked up with ire in her cold, piercing eyes.

Then, her gaze slid further, rising to behold the storm of swords raging in the distant sky.

A few words could cut deeper than a sword, if spoken at the right moment.

And a tiny seed of doubt could grow into a towering tree, if planted into fertile soil.

Seishan was too smart to have no doubt, but she needed a push to accept it. In these days that they spent together, Cassie had been subtly preparing to give her that push.

The daughters of Ki Song... were too loyal to their mother. The only thing they were more loyal to were each other.

These orphan girls who had been taken from the streets to be raised as indomitable warriors cherished each other more than they loved the Queen.

That was the lever Cassie had to use if she wanted to send them plummeting into the pit of betrayal. To make them choose, and therefore save their lives when Nephis took her throne.

Seishan's eyes hardened subtly as she watched her mother clash against the King of Swords in the distance as her sister bled in herarms.

Looking away, she started to summon a Memory and gritted her teeth.

"...Shut up."

Cassie smiled and obeyed her command.

After all, she had already said what she wanted to say.

And Seishan had already made a choice, even if she did not realize it yet.

'I hope Moonveil survives.'

But if she didn't, the lesson would only sink deeper.

Cassie sighed.

At that moment, she was distracted by a dark figure that appeared some distance away, and a voice that resounded in her head.

[Cassie… I need to know about the others. Have your powers returned?]

She took a deep breath.

Her powers had returned, indeed.

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    Muabeensley
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    I only did it cause ik everyone was expecting something interesting when it was just g3 stretching two chapters
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      Bha
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      For me, I don't care, it's normal ..but please mark it as a spoiler in the future
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    Williamson
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    In the continuation of this message, I will send chapters 2225 and 2226



    2225 Broken Covenant


    The shattered moon shone upon the ruined castle.
    The cold winds howled as they passed through the ruins, slamming into piles of rubble with vengeful power. An especially strong gust sent a small pebble falling from a broken wall into a pan of bubbling stew.
    Morgan ignored the pebble. She ignored Nightingale, who landed nearby, as well. Instead, she looked up and let out a long sigh. ‘Loyalty…’
    Loyalty was a funny thing. It came in many forms and many shapes, from different sources. Loyalty had a power in and of itself – a great power, sometimes – but in the realm of Supremes, it also possessed a mystical authority.
    It was the covenant between a ruler and the people. It was the lifeblood of a Domain, as well as the means thrоugh which Domains spread. To be precise, for those Supremes who built their Domains with the help of the Nightmare Spell, it was the loyalty of Saints that mattered most.
    Because their kingdoms were built from Citadels, and most people – even those of the Supreme Rank – could only control one Citadel at a time. There were exceptions, of course, like her monstrous brother, but those exceptions only served to prove the rule.
    So, Saints became proxies for the Supremes, controlling Citadels in their name. To do so, they had to pledge their fealty to a Sovereign… and swear loyalty to a Domain.
    But loyalty was not an event. It was a process. Therefore, even if a Saint swore an oath of fealty, their loуalty was not carved in stone. It could grow more powerful or weaken – it could even become entirely exhausted, dissolving like a mirage. If that happened, the Sovereign would lose a vassal, and the Domain would lose a Citadel.
    But it was not easy, to exhaust someone’s loyalty. Because loyalty came in many forms.
    There was personal loyalty to a Sovereign, like what Sir Gilead and other retainers of the Great Clan Valor felt. There was also a more abstract kind of loyalty like that of vassal Saints, who were not necessarily devoted to their Sovereign, but were instead devoted to the Domain itself – because their families, clans, friends, and comrades were a part of it.
    And many more.That was why a vassal Saint could despise a Sovereign, but still be part of the Sovereign’s
    Domain. Domains were vast things, after all, and encоmpassed much more than solely their
    rulers.
    Which was why it was so ironic…
    That Morgan, the daughter of a Sovereign, had no loyalty left.
    It was because to her, the Sword Domain was precisely that – it was solely a representation
    of her father. She was raised to be a ruler, and for that reason, her connection to the vast
    complexity of the Domain was different from that of everyone else.
    It was far more simple, and therefore, far more easily destroyed.
    Morgan did not have friends or comrades, she only had subordinates… who were mere
    tools. Her clan and her family were a single person – the King of Swords.
    And so, once she lost all faith in her father, she lost the connection to the Sword Domain as
    well.
    Perhaps she was simply selfish, not caring about anyone or anything else.
    ‘It can’t be… I am Morgan of Valor, I am the princess of the Sword Domain.’
    But it could.
    Morgan smiled crookedly.
    Her brother… had her beat.
    The bastard…
    A forlorn chuckle escaped her lips.
    “Lady Morgan? Are you alright?”
    She turned her head, noticing Nightingale looking at her with concern. The others seemed
    wary, too.
    Right… there were her six Transcendent blades, as well.
    What the hell was she supposed to do?Morgan forced out a smile.
    “I am perfectly fine.”
    But she wasn’t.
    She… was supposed to defend Bastion from Mordret. To prevent it from falling into his
    hands, and therefore becoming lost to her father, empowering the Ki Song instead.
    Today was the day of the full moon – one that had repeated countless times – which meant
    that even those who did not control the Great Citadel would be able to travel between its
    true and illusory versions in a few hours. All her brother had to do to conquer Bastion was
    cross over to the other side, enter the illusory version of the ancient castle, and tether his
    soul to its Gateway, thus overwriting her own imprint.
    But it was all meaningless, now. Bastion was already lost to the King of Swords. Her brother
    would without a doubt still want to conquer it for the Queen of Worms – and for himself, as
    well – however, did Morgan still want to defend it?
    Perhaps she did. Not for the Sword Domain, but for herself.
    …But even if she did, was there a reason to make these people die for it?
    Morgan studied her Saints.
    Soul Reaper, Raised By Wolves, Nightingale, Naeve, Bloodwave, Aether…
    She had conscripted them into this war, and watched them die countless times. To be
    honest, Morgan was a little sick of it.
    ‘How… strange.’
    She was not a part of the Sword Domain anymore, but she had never been anything else.
    Morgan’s entire sense of self was tied to the Great Clan Valor, and therefore, all her actions
    had always been for the benefit of the clan.
    Now that she had turned her back on that, there was no structure to the world, and nothing
    for her to lean on.
    It had been reasonable and a matter of course to sacrifice these people for the Sword
    Domain, if neеd be, before. But what about now?There was no reason to force them to their deaths whatsoever. Apart from Morgan’s own selfish desire to defeat her brother, of course.
    Was she despicable enough to condemn her subordinates to death for a purely selfish reason? ‘Yes. Yes, I am.’ But she was not pathetic enough to do so. Morgan had nothing else left, but she still had her pride.
    She did not have to deceive anyone into fighting her brother for her. If she were to defeat him, she was going to defeat him herself. Granted, chances were that she would just die a graceless death instead. That was a matter of course, as well. Morgan took a deep breath, and then smiled at her Saints, “The battle is over. We lost. You can all leave now… if you wish.”



    2226 Pebble Stew



    The six Saints stared at her in confusion. The expressions of the Night Saints were, quite predictably, subtly different from those of the government Saints — who seemed to have learned about the loop recently.
    Morgan observed their reactions with morbid curiosity. Eventually, it was Naeve who broke the silence: "The battle... is over? What do you mean?" Morgan fished the damn pebble out of the stew and shrugged.
    "You probably don't remember, but I borrowed a very special Supreme Memory from Soul Reaper a while back. That Memory, in combination with my Aspect, allowed me to force the same day to repeat itself over and over again. This day, to be precise. The seven of us have battled my brother countless times today, and we have lost countless times. Each of you died a variety of gruesome deaths… if I recall correctly, you were beheaded the last time, Saint Naeve."
    'Good thing I came to my senses in time. The stew was about to be burnt...' She removed the pan from the fire and looked at the six Saints.
    "But it’s meaningless now. I won’t borrow the Supreme Memory again, and I won’t turn the time back again. Today will be the last time I battle my brother in these ruins. So… if you die this time, you’ll remain dead forever. Therefore, I am giving you a chance to leave. No strings attached."
    They stared at her in stunned silence. For a while… Then, Naeve gritted his teeth. "We came here… to avenge the slain members of our clan… to stand against this monster!" His voice was full of powerless fury and indignation. Morgan looked at him coldly. "You failed."She sighed, then went about scooping the stew into their bowls.
    "Vengeance is a noble goal, Saint Naeve, and I would never advocate something as tasteless
    as forgiveness. However, there is some wisdom to what people say — before you embark on
    a journey of revenge, you should dig two graves... one for your enemy, and one for yourself.
    Fools tend to believe that this saying admonishes revenge as a path to self-destruction, but I
    disagree. I rathеr see it as a warning that those seeking revenge must be prepared to die if
    they want to succeed."
    Morgan handed Naeve a bowl of steaming stew and looked him in the eye.
    "So, are you prepared to die? I think you do… I know you do, since I saw you die a hundred
    times. However, don't you have a family out there in the waking world? What will happen to
    your daughter if you die? What will happen to the survivors of the House of Night if all three
    of you die? Shouldn't you concentrate on protecting the precious things you have left
    instead of avenging the things you lost?"
    She did not really care about whether Naeve lived or died that much. But... his daughter was
    cute. So, Morgan did not want to see the little girl lose her father on her account.
    The Saint of Night looked at her with dark intensity.
    "...You did not seem to care about that when you made us your cannon fodder, Lady
    Morgan."
    She smiled.
    "That was because I believed I had a better cannon back then. But things have changed."
    Morgan sighed.
    "Go, return to the waking world and forget about my brother. The remains of your clan are
    with the government now — they'll need Saints to guide them across the oceans. The House
    of Night may cease to exist, but you might rebuild it as well. The decision is yours."
    She turned her gaze to the government Saints.
    "And it was a pleasure to fight side by side with the three of you. Really, it was quite
    spectacular — not that I had expected anything less from my sister's companions. But
    everything good must come to an end. The government will be in a precarious situation
    once the war ends, since it won't be needed anymore... since Earth won't be needed
    anymore. The winner won't care about the waking world. So, the waking world will needyou."
    They glanced at each other, something strange revealing itself in their eyes for a moment.
    Morgan ignored their strange gazes and summoned a beautifully crafted, flawlessly clean
    spoon into her hand.
    Picking up her own bowl, she said:
    "Eat. The food is getting cold."
    The six Saints looked at her somberly, then at each other. Eventually, though, they picked up
    their bowls as well...
    No one else had a set of Memory utensils, of course, and the ones they used were quite
    appalling.
    The meal passed in dead silence.
    Morgan suspected that this would be the last time
    they shared food, which made her feel a little wistful. But only a little.
    After the meal was finished, she went away to give them some time to discuss things among
    themselves — not too much time, though, since her brother would undoubtedly attack soon.
    By the time she returned, the decision seemed to have been made.
    Naeve, Bloodwave, and Aether looked at her silently for a while.
    Eventually, the youngest — Aether — gave her a small bow.
    "Lady Morgan. We will be departing."
    She smiled at him faintly.
    "Better not waste any time, then."
    He hesitated for a few moments before nodding stiffly.
    "I... I hope we will meet again, one day."
    'The bastard. You should not have rejected me if you were going to act sentimental.'With that, the three Saints of the House of Night left. They returned to the waking world,
    disappearing from the moonlit ruins without a trace.
    The emptiness they left behind felt larger than
    Morgan had anticipated.
    She lingered for a bit, then shifted her gaze to the three government Saints.
    It was a bit surprising that they were still here.
    Morgan raised an eyebrow.
    "Not leaving?"
    They remained silent for a while.
    Soul Reaper Jet was leaning on the crumbling wall, looking at the fire lazily. Raised by
    Wolves was sitting on a piece of rubble, tossing his famous Memory — the Black Beast
    Locket — into the air and catching it again absentmindedly, a strangely somber expression
    on her usually lively face.
    Nightingale was studying Morgan, as if searching for something.
    Eventually, it was Raised by Wolves who broke the silence:
    "My family home is in Bastion, you know."
    Morgan gave her a curious glance.
    "But your family is safe and sound in NQSC. Does it really matter?"
    She smiled darkly and did not respond.
    Instead, Nightingale asked, his voice as pleasant as always:
    "Lady Morgan... the war is about to end, is it not?"
    One way or another."
    She looked at his obnoxiously handsome face and shrugged."The final battle should be happening any day now... it might even be raging as we speak."
    He hesitated for a few moments, then asked:
    "Why are you giving up, then?"
    Morgan smiled bitterly.
    What did he know? That fool...
    "I have not given up. It's just that... I already lost."
    In the next moment, though, her smile turned cold and sharp.
    "That is no reason to surrender, however. No matter what happens, I intend to defend
    Bastion until I die."
    'Or until my brother dies... that would be much better.'
    Nightingale looked at her with a hint of sadness in his eyes.
    His voice was like honey:
    "I'd prefer if it you didn't."
    Morgan gave him a strange look.
    She lingered for a few moments, then shook her head in bewilderment.
    "What do I care about your preferences?"
    Nightingale remained silent for a while, then looked up and let out a heavy sigh.
    "No, you don't understand... I'm afraid I must insist."
    Morgan frowned.
    'What does he…'
    Before she could finish the thought, however, Nightingale looked at her and said, a strange
    firmness finding its way into his beautiful voice: "I am truly sorry, Lady Morgan. But... please
    don't move."And as he spoke, an eerie power suddenly constrained Morgan, crushing heг like a vise and paralyzing her body.
    Obeying his command, she froze.
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      Protonic
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      Thanks for the chapters!
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      Lost from star
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      My boy nightingale bagging the red eye sharp body baddie
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      Lost from sight
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      Are they trying to force morgan to maintain the loop?
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        Darrell Amp
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        I think he is getting ready to fly morgan somewhere else or transport her somewhere else. Possibly the ivory Island.
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          Lost from sight
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          What is the point of taking her with them? To use the artifact there?
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            Lrb
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            Pra ela não morrer lutando contra Mordret
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        Protonic
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        They likely want to her stay alive because she's a powerful Saint and they want as few Saints dying as possible
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    Muabeensley
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    Spoiler next two chapters are from Morgan's pov she finally gives up loyalty to her father she tells the cohort about the supreme treasure she uses to repeat the same day.she convinces house of night to retreat after telling him his revenge is unfulfilled and he dies a hundred times meanwhile as house of night leaves Morgan wants to ig die to her brother but nightingale and the rest of them kidnap Morgan the end figured I save u the anticipation
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      JustCat
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      Maybe hell is the place for you, buddy, or maybe it is even worse than that.
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      dsghghdasga
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      I only read the first few words.

      Fu#k you.
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      DanielPlay
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      Thanks for ruining my experience with the chapters, as if having to wait wasn't bad enough.
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      siccricc
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      man... why... I'm lowkey grateful, but this is still kinda f#cked up lol.
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      Eightsixtwo_
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      Why would u do this?
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      nicolas arias
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      To be honest it was quite obvious
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      kotletki
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      чувак, спойлеры не так помечать надо
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      Protonic
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      There's a spoiler button you should click it next time.

      Imagine if someone was like yeah btw Nephis betrays sunny to kill the sovereigns. Most people want to read the actual chapter not get it summarized in 2 sentences
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      SkibidiggerNpirate
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      Next 2 ch synop. Morgan has lost. She tells the others to leave, but kai kidnapped her.
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      Prince of Death
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      Thanks
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    DanielPlay
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    They'll have to act now anyway, since this battle looks like it's going to take a long time to end. The King can't land a direct attack on the Queen while she's transferring the damage, and the Queen doesn't look like she'll be able to break through the King's defense any time soon. The Awakened army will probably be wiped out before the Sovereigns' fight is over.
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    Bryan Templa
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    Seishan might be able to remove the Queens blood inside Cassia
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      Darrell Amp
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      i was wondering if it’s not seishan who is controlling Cassie.
      she may be doing it through the queen.
      i recall cassie saying she always smelt of blood.
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    van tage
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    Cassie... is a smooth operator.
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      Sunless01
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      Cute way to call her a Professional backstabber
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        Psm
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        No doubt Cassie is perfect professional
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    samy dakiche
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    There's a bomb waiting to explode, Cassie is still under the Queen's control, which means that in the worst case scenario, when Nevis stabs her in the heart, she will transfer the damage to Cassie.
    Unless Cassie finds a way to free herself, this crazy girl has broken fate before.
    ... Oh, Wait, the queen actually chose to save Cassie so she would "remember" her when she "falls", nevermind
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      mariokaa
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      Each arc always has a bittersweet ending, like when sunny survived forgotten shore but he left nephis there. Then, sunny (forgot if he found what he was looking for there) lost his cohort in Antarctica. After that sunny got what he wanted of being free but he was forgotten by the world. Wouldn't be surprising if he defeats the sovereigns but he loses cassie in exchange. Wouldn't even be surprised if he loses rain in exchange for divinity. But well, maybe his form of rebellion to finally become supreme is to stop having bitter sweet endings XD.
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        mariokaa
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        Forgot to mention that noctis died before sunny fulfilled his wish of becoming a master making it a lil bitter sweet, at least for me
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          Lost from sight
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          Noctis was doomed to dissapear at the end of the nightmare anyway.
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        Sunless01
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        Was arc 8 ending bittersweet?
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        Eightsixtwo_
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        I want to say the bitter part would be the traumatic loss of awakened forces tons are dying by the minute I'm if they'll have enough to defend the realm
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    Jah
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    First day in weeks that a chapter came out before noon. G3 locked in.
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      samy dakiche
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      You're lucky, for me it's after midnight, maybe 2 or 3 a.m
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    ArMiks
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    Ahh, so cassie is doing to seishan what mordy did to morgan. I thought she was simply inciting a rebellion.
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      Lost from sight
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      I'm not sure it works, it took many loops for Morgan to lose her loyalty.
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        Kiber
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        Морган буквально олицетворяет преданность Наковальня, Сэйшан же одна из приемных дочерей, вынужденная бороться в жестокой войне, видеть смерть друзей и все это по тупой причине её матери, так что я не думаю, что она очень преданная в данный момент.(она сейчас буквально нашла почти мертвую сестра, из-за битвы 2 "богов")
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        ArMiks
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        seishan and morgan are different people with diff personalities, diff circumstances, diff everything, so needless to say, they need diff approaches to breaking their loyalties. morgan is a blood daughter of anvil, who grew up seeking her father's approval, or at the very least appreciation. while seishan was adopted, grew up as zero to hero, she knows song loves and appreciates her and her sisters. morgan is inherently loyal to her father while seishan from a small age chose to be loyal to the person who gave her everything. morgan is intelligent so she needs to be slowly coaxed into losing her loyalty, grinding it down little by little, while seishan needs to realize and choose of her own free will whether what song is doing is to her own brand of morals or not.
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          Lost from sight
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          I don't think morality count that much for Seishan, ki song explained well the reasons of the current conflict. In theory if her attachement to her adoptive sisters or mother are put in balance she would choose the first but how can you create this situation? they're already in the middle of the battle.
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