The Spell whispered into Cassie's ear, announcing that her Citadel was lost. Nightwalker shuffled, sensing that something about the Ivory Island had changed. He remained silent for a moment, then asked in a guarded tone:
“What did you just do?"
A pale smile twisted Cassie's lip.
“I simply followed your advice, Nightwalker... I surrendered the Citadel. Go on, take it — it's yours now."
She paused for a moment, then added:
“Well, not just yet. Since I surrendered my claim to the Tower of Hope, it belongs to no one at the moment. You will have to tether yourself to its Gateway first if you want to become its master."
She leaned down slowly and picked up her dagger.
The Ivory Island, meanwhile, kept accelerating.
Nightwalker chuckled darkly.
“Did you, perhaps, decide that if you relinquish control of the Ivory Tower and stop posing a threat to Bastion, Asterion would once again prefer to keep you alive?"
Cassie straightened and faced him once more.
"Honestly, I don't give a damn about what that ghoul prefers. It is true that I pose no threat to Bastion anymore... but I can still threaten the Night Garden, can't I?"
She pointed to where the titanic ship loomed in the darkening sky.
“Right, I might have forgotten to mention. Just before relinquishing control of the island, I sent it on a collision course with the Night Garden. The Tower of Hope has no master at the moment, so there's no one to stop it. Which means..."
Cassie's smile widened, and she let out a chuckle.
Many years ago, she had rammed into the Sun Prince with the Chain Breaker. Now, she was sending the Ivory Island to ram the Night Garden...
Whose idea was it to keep letting the blind girl behind the wheel?
Nightwalker remained silent, so she spoke instead:
"In other words, you have a choice to make. You can stay here and continue to keep me company, or you can rush to the Gateway and attempt to gain control of the Tower of Hope before it slams into the Night Garden — if you don't want to see one of them fall from the sky and crash on top of Bastion, that is. It all comes down to what you value more, I guess. It is simply a question of value."
All that met her was silence.
Cassie waited in the darkness, wondering what Nightwalker's... no, Asterion's... decision would be.
In the next moment, Nightwalker suddenly took a single step and breached the distance between them, delivering a crushing blow to her head. Cassie toppled, blood streaming from her nose, then felt him grab her by the hair and violently yank her head sideways. At the same time, another dreadful blow descended upon her, cracking her skull open.
Her consciousness faded.



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