"Then what was this all for, on our end?"
Suddenly, the figure of the God of All Machines also appeared silently to one side.
His eyes were filled with indifference; his mood was clearly not good, though not terrible either.
"Heh heh, alright, you old rust bucket. Now that these Titans are gone, isn't their World Community ours for the taking?"
"At worst, I'll just give you my share. How about that? Isn't that enough to make up for this loss?"
The God of Thousand Faces was actually the first to come to Lince's defense.
After all, the God of Thousand Faces currently needed a favor.
He would, after all, need help from Lince and the others for his upcoming Unity.
Clearly, he didn't want to offend anyone right now.
He was even prepared to forgo his share of the benefits from the several nearby World Communities.
Hearing the God of Thousand Faces's words, the God of All Machines frowned.
At the same time, he looked over at Lince, who was gazing at him calmly.
Fine.
