After 28 left the white void, 27 watched the place where he had disappeared for a moment before coldly asking,
"I thought none of you were interested in him. He's merely another iteration… no different from any of us."
All 24 iterations turned towards 27. Their expressions gradually grew solemn, and several of them lowered their eyes while slowly shaking their heads in disappointment.
One of them stepped forward, a faintly amused smile touching his lips.
"Before lecturing us… perhaps you should ask yourself what you've been doing to him."
27 frowned.
Another one stepped forward. "You act like you own everything…"
Another stepped forward, his gaze hardening. "His soul?"
Another one added, "His body?"
"The fuck are you talking about? Hehe~" 27 shook his head.
Another iteration said coldly,
"Remember… He is the only one who received Arcane's love..."
"As well as the only one whose bloodline ever responded."
