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The moment Sethis finally fell to his knees in loud, anguished pain was the moment Nelson’s hand tingled again. He knew what to do, and although he made sure none of the others noticed him muttering to himself, he answered the call of the Goddess.

Once more, an urn was gifted to him. Though Nelson didn’t believe Sethis was finished just yet. He was still far too spritely for a dead demon, and so Nelson knew he would have to wait a little longer before he could collect any soul from the man. The real question was if it would be one soul Nelson was collecting, or two.

Eventually, the poison would make its way around Sethis’ bloodstream. He held no love for the man, so if Sethis died as a result, then he didn’t much care. It wasn’t as though her father was a kind person, even to her. Perhaps Nelson might have felt a slither of remorse for Elena’s sake, but that was only if he cared for her feelings at all. He hardly knew the young woman, but he almost understood how she might feel. He,
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