Labels:text | screenshot | font OCR: Team Eeeek: The Dawning Of An Age - Disciple of the Prince Page 64 The Krausmeyer sucked the disgusting fluid down his throat; he swallowed, through force of will, great gobs of the mucous fluid, choking on each wave as it left long tears on his esophagus. Mercifully, when he could consume no more, the vessel was empty and he could throw it to the floor. The hollow "thwak, thwak, thwak!" of the precious metal bouncing stayed in his ears longer than the benediction of the Seven Servants of the Prince. "May Thy Servants find favor in Thy sight, Prince of Old, and may this Disciple prove worthy to open Thy door to a New Age, an Age that holds the coming of Thy power and the Anointing of Thy Servants in the blood of Thy redemption?" Hymie heard their footsteps as the Servants rushed to his sid ...
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