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... , with only the whistling of the air vanishing and the moans of the teary eye angel beneath my feet.
Under their prayer to Molock, I felt a power that made my skin crawl, but as the bizarre divinity radiating from these bastards rippled out, the scales over my skin glowed, blocking whatever was sent towards me. But the Angels beneath my feet, alongside those that remain bounded on the cross, began screaming as tears bled from their eyes.
"NOOO!"
Flailing and thrashing aro ...
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