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Such interesting intel lately.
Perhaps things will go more quickly than anticipated.
Not even Jun could progress this far...
The coyote had busied himself with the task of scrubbing the stench of death from his overcoat.
His face and blouse were practically caked in red.
Who knew the remainder of Jun's section was full of flat out disrespectful degenerates.
Lille is very fortunate that most of these concoctions have no need for virgin blood.
Non-virgin blood is just as sufficient.
The coyote then leaned back, lightly tapping his fingers against the paper.
Surely it could not be that hard to find a child like that.
Lille stared down at the notes laid out in front of him.
Dear old Jun had left him these to make sure things ran smoothly for their section.
He dipped a pen into a pot of ink, long dark streaks of maroon marking out a few names from the notes.
Useless, vile creatures.
