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5/31/2016 10:09:54 PM
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"It may be because of the more people being found...Though I personally have not encountered any yet besides Roboute Guilliman and that other Inquisitor."
Said Ling.
"Which by the way you should avoid since I nearly got killed because of him."
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"I should be fine, I think. I am a living saint, after all, of the Ebon Chalice. If he would try to kill me, he would be considered a heretic."
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"Ah...I see." Ling turned to look at Saint Agnes, though his features were hidden under his Inquisitorial hood.
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Her features were beholding, majestic, supreme. She had a regal sense to her, her wings, her holy armour. If people didn't know better, they would assume her to be the Emperor's very own daughter, which is what she basically was, in a sense."
