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Surrounded by crumbling stone, failing flames, and a constant drip he could not for the fucking life of him find, Xander’s vexation inched ever closer to its limit.
“Oh, fuck.” The priest flipped over the page he was reading. “I’m going to pretend the demon made you say that.”
“All of you keep your mouths shut or, so help me dark gods, I will turn this griffin around, and nobody will be raining terror or destruction down on anything!”
