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... gs.” Uriel’s voice was accompanied by the sounds of clopping footsteps.
Her figure eventually met with the Arbiter, whose body was wrapped with derelict chains of the Chained Theocracy. Her wings bled a primordial, red ooze too bright to belong to a human. But the color in itself was proof that they were not so different from them to begin with.
“The Broken Thorn will be taking over Paradise in the wake of your stubborn pride. Puritas has a better ring to it. Feed on them well, M ...
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