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Enemies. Traitors. Sinners.
I smelled the evil in their blood, the poison that corrupted their minds. These five men were no different than any other priests I encountered, no different than any other man. And it was my mission to vanquish them all from my sight, to eradicate the world from their crime. To save my soul from being tainted by the abomination they brought along with their hatred and greed. As the master of my clan, this was my task. To live up to my name, Jacob The Great, I needed to cleanse the world from every sinner across my path. Death, death to them all.
I slashed my strong claws into their tender flesh, ripping their bodies apart with a fury bestowed upon me by the Great Wolf. I was his defender and in his right, I rid the world from anyone not born by his blood.
