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... tyard as everyone looked at the figure standing with her bloodied blade.

Dropping to one knee, Priya shouted, "My apologies, my Lord, I acted without your consent. Please punish me."

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

"Well done," Ryan said, clapping as he looked at the cleanly cut traitor's corpse.

'I doubt there was a big plot, seeing as he was the only one with a low loyalty score,' Ryan thought. 'Guess my instincts about the cat people were wrong.'

"Now for my serva ...

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