Thank the gods

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I looked up from where I lay to see something I never thought I'd see. The old Valkyrie had returned. Ant S. Venom had returned. Ant now flew with great bluejay patterned wing of gold and brown. His armor was atheric his helmet had sharply engraved wings. His sword was something we hadn't seen in years. Interfectorem Latin for slayer. The sword had been lost long ago. Now two Valkyries released Ant from his chains and the commander soared through greatness once more. Manfred, Jordan's father, wailed as Ant brought him down. Jordan stared at his husband who removed his helmet with a smile.

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