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The pain in his voice brought back my own grief at losing a child, though I tried hard to keep it buried deep down. I rose to my feet and crossed around the desk to his side, then set my hand upon his shoulder. "I am sorry about that, old friend. It might do you some good to sit down with Lilith and talk about it. She's just as upset as you are. Or better yet, visit with Asmodeus and his mate. Then perhaps you'll understand why he made his choice." Samael huffed. "As if I have time for that with the impending apocalypse upon us." "If it even happens," I said. "Has there been any sign of Adam, or any movement from the Archdemons?" "Not yet, but our people are hunting for him. I've also sent Fallen soldiers to guard Pestilence's tomb." "Good." Pestilence would have to be released first,

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