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... ittle more intensely, as if reacting to the grave tone Vergil had adopted. He ran a hand through his hair, took a deep breath, and stared at Selene with a weariness as old as the underworld itself.
“As long as these demons live their lives in peace… and serve me only when I need them… it’s all right.”
He made a vague gesture toward the floating map. “They don’t need to be on their knees all day or sing hymns or… whatever they’re doing.”
Selene smiled, satisfied like a sho ...
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