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... ll not done? What’s there to see?” Negris asked irritably.
In his heart, a flame of envy was burning fiercely, akin to the jealousy of a farmer who had toiled for half a year only to gather a bit of grain, upon seeing his neighbor casually hit by a mountain of grain.
“Its Soul Flame, it’s a lot,” Ange commented.
“A lot? How is a lot?” Negris asked anxiously. A plentiful Soul Flame meant a lot of believers. So a nascent Fire of Mass Faith that could not even be considered ...
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