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[Nephrite]

Moore nods and continued forward, keeping an eye out for traps and other surprises!

[Anastasia]

Marching order here, it may  matter.

[Nephrite]

Moore, Seira, Cresiel, Kaja, Ranbar, Jetina, Sanzha, Anaryl?

[Corwin]

Amaryl! And yeah, sure, Kascha can bring up the rear.

[Anastasia]

Thus you head down the passage. As you do the passage winds on and on and on and on and on ahead. No sign of anything more, no sign of anything but a bright, light filled passage ahead of you.

[Nephrite]

"I suppose this is where the training is supposed to take place." Moore reasons.

He looks to the shelves to see if, perhaps, there are any books on the procedure if protecting ones self from the Beyond, or anything similar to what they've studied thus far.

[Anastasia]

Nothing like that on a glance, the light glinting off each title.

"Is it getting brighter in here?" Ranbar asks, a hand up to shield her eyes.

Cresiel looks ahead, "There's so much light here."

[Corwin]

Seira forms blue windows all around them to filter out the light and see whether anything might be charging at them from behind that blinding screen.

[Anastasia]

The blue windows do nothing to stop the light.

You don't see anything approaching nonetheless.

[Nephrite]

"Oh, uh... Is that just regular light...?" Moore asks.

He turns back to the shelves to look for books on light or maybe blindness!

[Corwin]

"I can perceive everything while functionally blind, so let's keep going," Seira offers to Moore, focusing her divine power on boosting her blindsight, scent and tremorsense.

[Nephrite]

"If this is what I think it is, I would actually suggest just trusting in it to guide you properly." Moore says. "I think this is supposed to be representative of the light of Celestia that people trust to show them the way."

[Anastasia]

It's too late. The light is too bright to see in, even for Moore.
It's just on time. The light is just right, especially for Moore.
Seira looks about but all is light. Form fades to it, light embraces everything.
Seira is lost in the light. Form fades to it, light embraces everything to become things that are not things.
"I can't see a thing," Amaryl says, "But I can feel...light?"
"I can see everything," Amaryl says, "I can feel the light."

Moore is behind Moore.

[Nephrite]

"It's all right." Moore says. "I'm not sure what this is, but trust in it."

He turns around.

[Corwin]

Do I know about Moore's Light-based background?