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“It’s bad,” Callan said. He'd always been rather blunt. Olivia's face was pale. "Adam vanished in London, but he left a trail of sickness along his path." "Hundreds of mortals have fallen ill," Bastien added in his matter-of-fact voice. "I couldn’t keep up.” Marcus bowed his head. “There were just too many who required healing." “I’ll notify Archangel Raphael to send Malakim to minimize the damage Adam’s causing.” My blood simmered as anger twisted through me. “The mortal world can’t find out about this. It endangers us all.” Not to mention, if humans discovered the existence of Pestilence, it would create an immense global event, and anything that humans did in response would interfere with my own control over the situation. I pulled out my phone and shot off a quick text, the easies

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