La Signora peirced Venti's chest with her fist, removing his Gnosis as he fell to the floor, gasping for breath and a look of pain on his face La Signora: "So this is a Gnosis? I dont know why the Tsaritsa wants this, I wouldnt be caught dead with this thing" she held the chess peice looking trinket up, glancing at it in the light as Venti looked like he was going to pass out Venti: "beauty is a waste.... if the beholder has no taste.... " Venti said, grunting as Signora kicked him
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