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... k waterfall-like curtain, nearly preventing any light from the outside world from piercing through. Through the occasional crack, one could catch a glimpse of the misty clouds outside and the silhouettes of distant buildings.
In this space that boasted a luxuriousness akin to a private gallery, she and Lanci, who stood far from her, were locked in a remote stare.
"I am Sigrid, the Bishop of Hegemony."
It was Sikder who calmly voiced these words.
"..."
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