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“Used to it? Used to.. Satan breathing down my neck all of the time?”
“You won’t have to worry about any of that as long as you stay on this side of the fences, alright? They’re there for a reason.” The woman gave him a stern look.
Orion slung his heavy backpack onto his back with a soft grunt.
“Oh, you won’t have to worry about me.” He muttered
(A new member of the catholic monastery is appauled by the fact that there is a satanic ministry just next door. But, perhaps, Those satanists aren't as evil as he was lead to believe)