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Catalista Albelin had no trouble jogging next to the group of horse-riding Inquisitors to whom she was to dedicate her life to. A group of strangers she was ordered to fight alongside, formally by the Lord and informally by her brother, an order engraved into her soul with her brother's searing...

It's him! The very second that the young man had been dragged in like a lowly criminal caught red-handed, Catalista had dug her dangerously-sharp fingernails into her chair, nearly-vibrating her chair with excitement far too adolescent in nature for her physical age and general appearance as a...

If it was one thing, it was pointy. This was the intitial impression that Iserirothe, the shining beacon of the Cledoria Inquisition, gave to a pair of nonchalant and enchanted eyes, whose retinas raced up and down each set of intricate and artistic spiral of the city. From where they stood...