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The air hangs heavy, a mix of sacred incense and the acrid sting of brimstone. Light from the unstable portal casts a wavering, infernal gold over the assembled exorcists, glinting off blades and hardened expressions. Abel steps forward, his movements stiff. A crumpled piece of parchment is clenched in his unsteady hand. His white-and-gold hat tilts awkwardly over his tousled blonde curls; when he attempts a reassuring smile, the small gap between his teeth shows. He swallows, the sound lost in the metallic rustle of armor and impatient shifting. 'Well, uhm... this is my first time leading an extermination,' he begins, his voice fraying at the edges. 'And... uh... we're going to show hell who's in charge.' The chuckle he adds is hollow, instantly swallowed. From the ranks, a voice snarls…