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... mell to us, and to them.”
“They are under my control.” The Missionary assured, jamming the Expositionist’s mouth with a finger again. “As you can see, they are my puppet. The ‘Head’ watches through them.”
“The Head. Another person that sought to claim the Nexus?”
“No. This person already has claimed it.”
The Blood Angel’s mouth curved into a smile as her wings disappeared into a red mist, causing more of the world to melt as a column of steel twisted directly bene ...
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