A grim silence settled over the open platform. Even the deaf guards seemed affected by it, shifting uncomfortably and throwing worried glances at Cassie. Knowing what he knew now, Sunny recognized the complicated emotions reflected in their eyes... love, devotion, loyalty.
But also wariness and fear.
He sighed, then took a bite out of a succulent fruit and leaned back.
"So... you guessed who the Six Plagues are, too."
Of course, she did. Cassie always knew more than them, even if she kept it to herself.
The blind girl nodded slowly.
"I did... who they are, but not how they are. The Great River is a strange place. Many things that should not be possible anywhere else are possible here."
She frowned.
"The Six Plagues - I had to learn a lot about them, since they are the main threat to Fallen Grace. It was hard not to draw conclusions in the process. Strangely enough, though, none of them participated in the attacks on the city during the year I've spent here."
Nephis looked at her somberly.
"Were you serious about what you said? That Torment might be responsible for us coming here?"
Cassie hesitated for a few moments, then shook her head.
"Not really. She strikes me as someone far too wild and damaged to come up with such an intricate scheme. She's dangerous, though... after the Dread Lord, she has to be the most dangerous of the Plagues. Simply because of her foresight."
So, there was no answer after all. Sunny was still unable to learn who it was that had been manipulating the Nightmare, unseen, showing terrifying knowledge of fate and the future.
There was another problem facing them currently, though...
'Not good.'
Meeting Dusk might have turned out entirely differently from how Sunny and Nephis had imagined it, but their overall goal remained the same. They had to conquer the Nightmare... but first, they had to find the members of the cohort.
Their last theory was that each challenger except for Nephis had been sent into the body of a powerful Defiled champion... who might or might not have been the future version of themselves.
Regardless of the true identity of the Six Plagues, that theory had been proven wrong now. After all, Cassie was right here in front of them, in place of the last sybil, Dusk - not Torment.
Which meant that they had no idea where the other members were.
And since it had already been a year since the Nightmare started...
Sunny felt intense worry gnaw at his heart.
'No, no... don't think about it.'
Looking at Cassie, he hesitated for a while, then composed himself and asked:
"You said you knew that would arrive eventually?"
The blind girl nodded.
"Yes. I saw us meeting, in a vision. Or rather, felt it."
Sunny took a deep breath.
"Then what about the others? Do you know where they are?"
There was one more question that he had, but couldn't bring himself to ask.
'Are they alive?'
Cassie suddenly smiled. The melancholy shrouding her features was vanquished, her face illuminated by that smile.
"Yes! Of course!"
She froze, then coughed awkwardly.
"...They're alive, I mean. Sorry."
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