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     By the time he realized what he was doing, she was nearly crying. Quickly, Ezekiel’s face melted into one of regret, and he squatted down again and folded his ears back. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, gold eyes turning soft. “I didn’t mean to make you cry. It’s just that my uncle Andre was a bad man…” The boy trailed off, unwilling to admit anything further. What had been done to his sister was unforgivable. If his father had not destroyed that monster then Ezekiel would have. God’s Might and God’s Sword would have been his, if only for that time.
     “Does your mother know you’re here?” He asked suddenly.





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