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41. Heaven and Help
Greta Lovelace "What are you doing here, Samuel Addersworth?" I asked as I tried to keep a straight face. My irritation flared as I stared at the golden-armored man standing proudly in front of me. Of course, it had to be someone like him - a Soul Dealer - who was causing us this trouble. They were a smug, condescending bunch, always looking down their noses at those who weren't blessed in the same way they were. And here was their leader, Samuel Addersworth, the definition of arrogance and entitlement itself. I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes as he remained silent for what felt like an eternity. Finally, after what felt like forever, he spoke. "It would be in your best interests to address me properly," he said with a condescending smirk on his face, "and with respect...mekhasheph
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