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... I glared with my only good eye.
"At least help me place a Slave Crest on them." I grimly asked.
Asmodeus smiled and snapped his fingers, bringing forth a blinding light. Leaning slightly towards Freya, just in case, my lips curled down at the wretched scent that had filled this chamber.
Standing with two large iron black collars around their neck, arms, and legs. I saw a sea of muddy white hair that blocked the two gods' faces that appeared before my eye. Their bodies we ...
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