If a demon were powerful enough, could it obscure the Black City?
It doesn't -- he doesn't know. It doesn't seem likely. And Ysa and Liranan are still standing there, fully realized, in a way his memories could only produce if he really did know her as well as the other Alistair. If a desire demon wanted to trick him into believing he'd found a way out, wouldn't it do something easier instead?
Maybe that's why it's doing it. So he'll think exactly what he's thinking right now. But he's so tired, and he just...
Carefully, Alistair lowers his shield to the ground. He means to straighten up after he does it; instead, he finds himself on one knee, palm on the grass, unable to get back up.
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It doesn't -- he doesn't know. It doesn't seem likely. And Ysa and Liranan are still standing there, fully realized, in a way his memories could only produce if he really did know her as well as the other Alistair. If a desire demon wanted to trick him into believing he'd found a way out, wouldn't it do something easier instead?
Maybe that's why it's doing it. So he'll think exactly what he's thinking right now. But he's so tired, and he just...
Carefully, Alistair lowers his shield to the ground. He means to straighten up after he does it; instead, he finds himself on one knee, palm on the grass, unable to get back up.