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... , we would never help sinners like you. Your aura stinks," he declared, his disgust for the alliance, however temporary, clear.
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Zach's knuckles whitened as he clutched the firearm, a growl escaping his lips. "Bastards," he hissed, pivoting sharply and retreating to a shadowy recess.
With a quick zip, he liberated himself, all the while seething with contempt. "What do they think? If not for Commander Mercy, would they still be drawing breath?" His words dripped with ve ...
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