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The puppeteer
When the news of this recent failure reached Lucifer's ears, he summoned Agares at once, to his throne room. Agares immediately reported to the black palace. The old strategist entered the throne room along with his pet crocodile and made a sweeping bow to the dark prince of hell. "Long may you reign, my prince. What may your humble servant do for you?" He spoke without lifting his head. "Enough with the courtesies! You know why I called you here!" Lucifer thundered from his throne. Agares slowly lifted his head and nodded, "I think I know your reasons, my prince. I have failed to deliver upon my promise and I shall accept any punishment you bestow upon me, for I am your humble servant." "If I wanted to punish you, I would have done so already. I called you here so that you can tell me
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