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"I say, this is an outrage", Lord Shepley yelled.
He walked to the Imp Guard.
"If more blood is shed, I'll report you. And you'll be back into the Portal". Lord Shepley said. He noticed the Portal that was cold.
"You don't have the power, Sir...to interfere in this ritual. We're in The Second War...And you won't to make us angry...For, in doing so, we'll rip your head off and place it on top of Lord Simon and Lady Gemma Carnavan's wrought-iron gate at Mist Gate", the Demon Imp said, as it continued to whip another Servant Girl's breasts, as it ignored her screams...
...And more blood gushed on the Altar that was in the middle of London Town...And spilled off the Altar, and onto the grimy cobbled roads, as the screams of the damned could be heard all over the Village.
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