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235. Losing My Edge

The Pope led us back towards the heart of the temple. He seemed very happy to do what I asked, which immediately made me suspicious. Nobody was ever happy to follow my orders.

The Pope was cooperating, the old gods had let me go with barely a how do you do. No one was this easy-going unless they were up to something.

My instinct was not to trust either of them, not to believe any explanations, and to be super-suspicious whenever they let me have my way. Not that my instincts were always right — when it came to anything positive, they were usually very, very wrong — but once the alarm went off, time to start running.

Unfortunately, I didn’t understand what was going on well enough to know which direction I should be running in.

“Can I have my sword back,” said Jenny as we travelled through numerous corridors.

“No, I think I should hang onto it.”

“But I’m better at using it.” She was right in that her skills with it were marginally better than mi
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