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A Few Minutes Earlier
"Sir, is this to your satisfaction?"
Emir, standing behind one-way see-through glass, looked to his left, his inky eyes landing on a priest.
"Yeah, tell your little lady that she did great, and again, offer her my apologies; I don't think one is enough for what I did~."
The priest shuddered and looked down.
"I-I will... But... S-Sir, will you please cover your d-demonic eyes?"
He feigned surprise.
"Demonic? My eyes? What about them is so 'd-demonic?'"
With his head still down, the priest pointed at the empty rows of benches nearest to their room.
"Y-Y-You've killed tens of people... J-just to... just to make a message. Everything about you is sinful... evil... demonic."
Emir chuckled, lowered his shades, and looked back at those visiting the church, his eyes landing on Arthur.
'Bastard came here right on time. I guess a few things will never change.'
