I had just escaped the church of the 12th covenant, Die Lorelai, and the preast and his wax-zombie army, amulet wrapped around my wrist as I just used a charm to teleport and got to an alley, exhausted from the fight and my side is bleeding, my shirt ripped and wrapped tightly around it as I lean back and catch my breath, brushing a hand through my hair phew.. That priest sure was something. i glance down at the amulet and smirk Heh..
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