Arialla nodded. Maybe someday they would find a way to release the Ascended's souls ... There was a difference, in her mind, between those lost in battle and war, who would still find peace in the realm of death, and the Ascended, whose immortal souls had been subjugated. But then the Ascended had chosen their path, however misguided. There was little Arialla could do for them now.
Now, turning to the cards ... Arialla knew there was no point in agonizing over which to choose; she would choose the three she was meant to select. So she took little time over it, picking at random, following Mildew's instructions and silently pointing to the cards.
please don't take my sunshine away
