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He glanced at the ruins of his High Priestess. "Why can't I?" "You will be compromised. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face. ’ She was about to develop this theme, when Jack’s gaze became fixed, and his expression changed. This is no place for me. Fifty pupils.
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