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Kian's eyes widened to the size of brass throne-coins. He looked at the Canon-Preceptor, then at Theresa, then back again.
"Ha? Theresa? A Living Saint? You've got to be joking. Did you inhale too much incense, old man?"
"Impudence!" the Cenobite aide hissed, stepping forward with his staff raised. "How dare you speak to the Canon-Preceptor with such filth! You—"
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