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... er hands and snapping her fingers with enthusiasm.
She clapped one last time upon arriving in front of the black altar that adorned multiple sigils made of dried blood.
"Finally..." The ashen-haired woman muttered with a shy smile. "Azaroth’s heart."
The main hall’s tall doors were pushed open, and two men walked closer to the sanctuary, their black robes tinted with red, fluttering with each step.
They knelt before the altar and their High Priestess.
She ...
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