I storm into the holding facility that is Cantel, atleast I’ll be seeing that little fiend again after they caused the downfall of my greatest source of worship. The workers do nothing to stop me, what could a mortal compare to a god anyway? I find the thing’s cell easily, I remember their cent quite clearly. I approach your cell and put my hand to the glass with a menacing grin, yet something in my eyes that betrays truth, a gentler intention. Hello little traitor~
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