Your twin. [ Twin. Twin brother. Twin brother and sister, lying in pieces under him, blood dripping from his hands, splayed over his coat. Valtiel whispering, hand lodged in his chest. Gather forth the White Oil, the Black Cup and the Blood of the Ten Sinners. ]
[ He had to heave in a deep breath. Assumption felt his mood change and looked up at him, clearly worried. ] Maybe...maybe I shouldn't.
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[ He had to heave in a deep breath. Assumption felt his mood change and looked up at him, clearly worried. ] Maybe...maybe I shouldn't.