As I flew, I thought. I thought about the darkness, and how I seem to have come full circle... Maybe I was never free to begin with, maybe my darkness was just lying in wait, ready for a chance to return. The outcome of my battle doesn't really matter, if I succeed, I can leave for some distant land, knowing everyone will be safe. If I fail... if I fail, another piece of the shadows will die with me, the Laminis umbra, that foul talent, the mastery of darkness, be it lack of light, or want of goodness, it will be no more. I turn to the mechs; a crystal river flowing behind me... Then they vanish,...
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