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The Riders of Divinity were fervent in their purpose. Filled with repulsion at the stench of cruelty and fiendish intent, they would draw their bows at the first sight of evil rather than rush headlong toward it. Loosing volleys of arrows like rain upon their wretched targets, evil would wither and burn in the wake of the Riders' wrath.

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