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I frowned at her.
"Then we need to leave now. The church can’t kill them if we aren’t here, right?"
Nisha sighed, folding her arms across her chest. My cloak — the one she’d torn apart to improvise a bra — was still wrapped around her.
"Does it make any difference though?" She shook her head slowly. "You think the church cares whether we’re here or not? This gives them a justification to deal with trash. Those Eternal Light bastards, they’ll swoop in and kill ...
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