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I think the desire must have come from some complicated memory of not having a lot of money to spend left and right, and that at that moment I tried to suppress immediately with all the dollars that were in my bag. Or maybe it was because I had the sin of greed so rooted in my soul. At least Faye would have more clothing options now.

"It's impossible," Tennebris grunted, entering the kitchen of supetão. He threw the map on top of one of Vraxlon's piles of tidy clothes and threw the compass on the floor. "I can't track my demons without magic. That's impossible. They've probably already owned humans. I can't do anything to get to them.”

"Perhaps you can loosen the reins around our powers a little..." Faye suggested watching me.

Although I was feeling a little better than in the early moments when I started to use my powers to keep theirs hidden, I still felt the pressure on my shoulders and a cerebral slowness. I was still being consumed by the force that tried to get out of them, but,