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Epilogue

The inhabitants of Purgatory fed on the emotions of people who got here - sinners. They drove them like cattle, forcing them to atone for earthly sins, reveled in human pain, fear and despair.

The unceasing rustle of wings was heard behind him, Andras confidently crossed the rocky terrain, driven by the thought of speedy revenge. “ No, I will feed on the witch first. - From this thought, he lost his stride and smiled predatoryly, imagining how Mila would ask for forgiveness. Definitely on my knees. Only on your knees! “And then I’ll close my fingers around her thin neck and…” He shuddered with excitement and anger.

Andras lazily threw over his back:

- Abomination, how long have I been with you? - and added a step, not waiting for an answer.

— How should I know? the freak snorted. - It's neither day nor night. Only people. Only food.

Squishing sounds and a heart-rending scream forced the demon to turn around, grimacing. Swollen to the size of a cow, the Abomination dug its thin, curved
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