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... soul contract in the air.
It glowed with ominous purple light, the script curling like tendrils as it locked onto the Overlord, who, in his helpless state, could do nothing but sign his allegiance to Linsley and the Sinclair Order.
The contract flared, and in that moment, the Overlord's will was utterly bound, the smug superiority wiped from his face, replaced by forced obedience.
Linsley lowered his rifle, surveying his latest acquisition with satisfaction. "You'll serv ...
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