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As the Dark Lord began his next words she was confused. The Dark Lord was the King of Magic. And this man... Disgraced it. Said they didn't mess with it. Not only that, he said to pray to the goddess Mephala. She did not know any other lords, yet she was not ashamed. The Dark Lord recognized no other god but himself, she knew. Slowly she realized what had gone on. No, she was ashamed she had addressed this one with the Dark Lord's name. He was not like the Shadowed Majesty, therefore he was not. Then Twists's ears flattened and she growled low, her tail lashing. Twist knows. This no lord! The Darkness Lord prays not for any other fakes punys gods. He is king! Begone, Liar! She practically hissed at Burke, her hackles raising that he had not corrected her when she called him O Great One. It was true, he was mere flesh, not divine. Her eyes stared insane and angry at her packmate.