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    What should I do? Should I cook him? Slowly roast this priest while turning him over a spit? Or boiling? Boiling is good! The flavour of evil and corruption will permeate the water and we can use it to poison the wells at Green Mountain. Oh, I haven’t felt this… this alive since the traitorous worm was captured!

    I’m… I’m so free!

    MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

    [Anthony! This is a Priest of the Path! You need to stop prodding him with your antenna!]

    What? How dare Morrelia try to reduce this creature’s torment?

    [Nothing shall cause the poking to cease!]

    Yes… yessssss. The Priest looks very uncomfortable, and also deeply terrified, as I continue to give him sharp pokes with my antenna. Will it be the left, or will it be the right? THE LEFT! Muahahaha! And now… THE RIGHT!

    As I jolt him from side to the side, the priest can do nothing but tremble with fear. Well, there may be loud protesting as well, but I’m not listening. In fact, now that’s come to this, I shall poke with both antennae at the same time!

    [That’s enough!]

    It isn’t Morrelia who intervenes this time, but Chyron, stepping in the way and knocking my antennae aside. Which stings, by the way. Those are sensitive organs. I have to work hard to keep them out of harm’s way during combat, and now people keep hitting them.

    [You know what these priests do to monsters, don’t you Chyron.]

    It’s not a question. I know that the Legion and the Church have a relatively cozy relationship. Not that anyone in the world seems to get along perfectly well with the Abyssal Legion. They’re so stubborn and unbending that literally everyone seems to have had issues with them at some point in history.

    [You’re telling me you’ll let them do that to my siblings, but you can’t stand to watch one get mildly inconvenienced by my antennae?! It’s outrageous!]

    [What do you mean ‘mildly inconvenienced’? Look at the man!]

    I’ve been looking all this time… oh… uh… whoops. Perhaps I was a little too enthusiastic with my pokes. The priest’s face is swollen and bruised… and it seems as though his arm might be broken. I uh… did not intend to do that.

    [If you’d actually hit him with both antennae, he’d be dead,] Chyron snaps at me.


    Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.

    Well… I do feel a little bad. I think I was perhaps a little blinded by my entirely justified rage.

    [Ah… my bad. I wasn’t trying to actually hurt him.]

    Much.

    [I don’t think anyone is going to find that very convincing,] Morrelia mutters in my head.

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