[All other thoughts fly from Justice's head as he leans forward, his frown deepening. No one had told him that the spirit had been carrying seeds of corruption.]
Tell me what happened.
[Maybe it's in Justice's head, a reflection of his own unease with the idea of corruption, but he's always found the demons formed from corrupted spirits to be far more dangerous than demons created whole cloth from vice. He doesn't like the idea of a spirit teetering along the edge of despair in a place with so many people unequipped to fight against it.]
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[All other thoughts fly from Justice's head as he leans forward, his frown deepening. No one had told him that the spirit had been carrying seeds of corruption.]
Tell me what happened.
[Maybe it's in Justice's head, a reflection of his own unease with the idea of corruption, but he's always found the demons formed from corrupted spirits to be far more dangerous than demons created whole cloth from vice. He doesn't like the idea of a spirit teetering along the edge of despair in a place with so many people unequipped to fight against it.]