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POV: Third person
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"And so, the goddess of purity, Aeloria, gave her tacit agreement in exchange for a new pact, under which we must guarantee the survival of her blessed ones and those close to them for at least five years."
"So there are only four left, including Erebus and Luxion."
Upon hearing the report, a deep, heavy voice echoed through the room. It came from a demon seated upon an oriental-style throne.
He wore a long, wide yellow silk robe, laden with embroidery of dragons and celestial symbols, made to impose stillness and absolute authority.
His skin was a dull red, almost grayish in tone; he had two imposing black horns on either side of his head, grayish hair, and a thick beard of the same color.
In front of him, many people sat and listened to the report.
This was key: they needed to get rid of the treaty, which was preventing many things from getting started.
