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No sooner does the zombie utter his threat than a member of the Altar Guilt shows up out of nowhere with a sword! Glowing with a holy light, the blade comes down with a whir and severs the zombie’s head from his body.

“No more will your kind pollute this hallowed ground with your faithless grunts!” shouts the Altar Guild member, now clad in a matching suit of armor.

When did they put on the suit of armor? You think to yourself.

The zombie threat is finished before its begun but questions linger. Thinking swiftly, you take command of the situation and reorient everyone’s attention.

“Mmmmmm! Can you smell that? I think dinner’s ready”


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