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ArtistAt the absolute pinnacle of Urithiru, where the frigid, high-altitude air thinned into the cosmic void, Dalinar Kholin stood unyielding as an incandescent pillar of blazing sapphire Stormlight, summoning a blinding perpendicularity that bridged the very realms. Opposite him, the heavens warped and bled as Taravangian stepped from the ether, no longer a frail king but a terrifyingly radiant vessel of Odium, cloaked in a shifting aura of burning gold and crystalline violet that whispered of infinite, compassionate doom. The ancient stone of the tower groaned beneath the agonizing weight of two converging gods, throwing brilliant, fracturing sparks of golden gloryspren and jagged red lightning across the dizzying heights. As the Blackthorn focused the overwhelming, unifying warmth of Honor into his scarred hands and the new cosmic entity raised a mantle of suffocating, passionate fury, the two old men locked eyes through the radiant storm of their own making, stepping forward to decide the fate of Roshar in a final, world-shattering collision of brilliant light and terrifying shadow.