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Resurrect 2e: Hayreddin

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From: Wyrd

Hayreddin cradled the last of his followers in his arms, watching the black blood sizzling and smoking on the ground. Enveloped in darkness 'Mother' he whispered, 'why? Why not just kill me?' Lilith stepped from the darkness. 'You have broken our most ancient laws. Ours is the magic of blood, of life. To taint our people with powers of death and corruption is unspeakable. No.' Lilith whispers, cradling Hayreddin's face in her hands. 'Death is too good for you. I name you traitor, and curse you with the power of life!'