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Petros Papadopoulos, or Cuuaghil Mas as he'd been dubbed by the Church for his quitude in slaughter, gave merely a nod to the Priestess's voice echoing in his mind above the din of debauchery unfolding in the crater. He'd stood by the wall, silent, watching. Uncaring for the material nature of...
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