Happy Life
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why do you assume that prayer has any effect other than providing peace of mind...?
Spitting on his hands and adjusting his grip on his sword, Zeikin retreats a few steps, then kicks the door open with a crash and bursts into the smithy.
Spitting on his hands and adjusting his grip on his sword, Zeikin retreats a few steps, then kicks the door open with a crash and bursts into the smithy.
My sword, my trusted ally, unphased by my aspect.
