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... the center of the chapel. The old man frantically tried to maintain his holy dignified composure. His eyes kept darting toward the literal mountains of gold piled to the ceiling.
Commander Brandon and his surviving Paladins remained kneeling in the gold and were too terrified to speak.
They had hurriedly drawn a glowing chalk circle on the floor to establish the emergency communication link to the Holy Capital.
"Three hundred million contribution points," the Archbishop ...
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