Logan could see several of the Cultists' jaws clench at his words."If that doesn't work, then the door is right that way," he pointed toward the main entrance."Of course it does, Master Ralston," Oliver reluctantly agreed. "We swore to serve you, not Lucifer.""Second," Logan continued. "Oliver, I want you to continue to lead, but Jane is going to act as the main liaison between the cult and me.""Fair enough," Oliver grumbled."Jane will check in with us once a week to let us know what is going on with your forces," Beth explained. "We will meet in person when necessary.""You mean when Jakey-boy here wants a booty call?" Rafe laughed. "No, Rafe, this is for official cult business," Logan rolled his eyes at the goblin, but then he turned and winked at Jane."Jane is our new liaison, and we must fight for the Divine," Oliver nodded. "What is your third wish, Master?""The crocs and socks have to go," he slapped the white-haired man on the arm playfully. "I'm not going
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