The wind mage stood further away from the church. His mind was calculating all the regulations and impact the church had made. But there was no uncertainty in the fact that they knew he was investigating them. He thumbed through some documents that he had stolen from the church. It was filled with the usual now. Secret experiments. The capture of dark races. Things he was already aware of. What he needed to know next, was more about Nerva and his time with the church. As he pondered this a shake came through the air. He turned, and over his shoulder was a rune knight approaching.
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