[Near the podium in the middle of the cathedral was Agrias, growling and hissing at the light shining in from the stained glass windows. She never remembered hating sunlight before this. When she wasn't pissed off at the sun, she was looking through a book of myths, completely engrossed
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Oh, don't be like that. I think you're looking good, Agrias! Can't say the same thing about this hellhole we're in right now, though.
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[Forces herself to stop crying]
I have to agree; this place is damp and dark and smells musty. Not what a church should be at all. And I think a rat bit my ankle.
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I really should not call myself a holy woman anymore, really.
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Besides, I would not be able to hunt you down even if I was ordered to! Taking the life of a friend would be too much for me; I would never forgive myself.
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