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As the system prompt echoed, the weight on Orson’s chest finally lifted.
"I, Aetrexa, do not serve you. I serve my people. You’d do well to remember that," she said, kneeling on one knee. Her silver eyes burned once more with divine resolve. "Should you harm them, I would rather let the contract tear my soul apart."
"That’s fine. I can give you that promise," Orson replied coolly.
With the restraints lifted, a group of six priests led by Stewart cast healing and ...
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