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Saint glanced with contempt at the blood and viscera on his bare fist. He touched the metallic body of the last puppet he had destroyed and the metal covered his hand, giving it the texture of polished steel. The metal flaked off, taking the blood with it.

"It makes little sense. Whatever spell was devised to remove the organs while leaving the body intact is a mastful example of control and precision. These dolls are... amateurish in execution."

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