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— Younglings? That got me thinking — do you live like us, or is a thousand years but a moment to you? .. But yes, that's it. I had the idea of making a public execution out of this, but for peace-loving townsfolk, it would have the opposite effect of raising morale. So we'll do without unnecessary noise and disruption of the usual order. The dogs of Revnland are not fit for human judgment. The whole region will sleep more peacefully because of it.
- It depends on how much human blood we spill — the more, the longer, that alone prolongs our existence. - Luciferia shrugged her shoulders. - Torture or quick — whichever pleases the lady more?
— Hmm, that's curious. A very valuable trait, if you don't wish to one day find your aged reflection in the mirror. ..Their minds are ossified by loyalty to ephemeral ideals, so torture and suffering are unlikely to bring pleasure. So do as you see fit: as a modest gift for your services.
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