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โ ๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐จ๐ง ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐
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A concerning amount of xenos have started following me. And the way they stare . . .
Emperor, help me . . .
โ haven't really done anything with Celestia yet, and with more Sisters around than I thought . . .
Perhaps a certain flip?
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Truly? How unfortunate.
Celestia was able to do so despite the loud distraction of Verina's voluptuous, sweaty backside clapping away with every step she took.
Perhaps more training is in order.
Another productive day of training completed.
Perhaps the guardsmen would've finished as well, if they weren't staring the whole time.
We are charged with cleansing the mutant, the heretic, the alien.
Of course, this would include those who willingly worship the foul forces of Chaos.
In the God Emperor's name, they shall know no mercy.












