Defensor

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“Who are you?” Nicolaus asked, immensely grateful that Kiernan was in the room with them.

“I was once, Defensor.”

The Monseigneur would not be in the least bit dissuaded from his goal, and framed by the doorway, stood his ground. “You were the first?”

“Yes. I died here. Since then, there have been the others whom you know, and two more whom you do not.”

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