Eleven-2

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“I hope you'll find the hospitality of the City to your liking,” he said, moving past Uriel and stretching out on the wide stone railing. “Michael and the others are dead.” Te put his feet on the floor and made a gesture with his hand, sealing them off from eavesdroppers. “What?” He hadn't digested the news from earlier and instantly regretted leaving Stephan for this conversation. Uriel glanced at him and then returned his gaze to the complex below. “They are gone. Check for yourself and tell me what other explanation there could be.” Te did as Uriel suggested. There was nothing. Earlier, when he had connected with Uriel, he could feel the other archangels in the background. They had been alive then. Now they were gone. He and Uriel were the only two left. “We are the last,” Uriel s

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