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... , putrid force was none other than the Saint's presence. Where others would feel warmth, peace, and purity, she felt disgust, revulsion. It churned her insides, making her stomach twist in knots, the very air tasting bitter on her tongue.
How could anyone stand this? She gagged as the energy grew stronger, the aura of the Saint radiating from the north like a foul odor.
"I need to stop this," she muttered, her voice low and filled with contempt. "This… wretched presence cannot co ...
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