Vyrl sighed, almost giddy with relief. The spectators, seeing the martyr'sblood run down in streams, cried out to him: Obey the emperors:sacrifice, and rescue yourself from these torments. Eventually they calmed down enough just to hold each other. She helped everyone pack, went with them to the station, and bit back tears as she waved them off.
Dee frowned as he rested his hand on Macrae's forehead. That did nothing to bolster Jared's confidence. Then he dropped his forehead onto his arms and sat in silence. Five Friars, Minors, Martyrs.
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