Naturally, Davis didn't keep his people guessing for long and told them the truth of the matter, causing everyone to throw some pitiful looks at Lest Mistwalker.
To be abandoned by one's own family, to be an outcast, that wouldn't feel good, no matter the race.
"You have our condolences, but we won't invite you into our group since we have our fundamental differences. You can leave."
Lea cupped her hands, making it clear for Lest Mistwalker.
"Of course." He didn't decline the offer but looked as though he was given a pardon.
However, his expression contorted into a forced smile as he turned to look at Davis.
"Although I told you that it's alright for you to take the entirety of my spatial ring, can I have my formation flags and other materials used in formations, please?"
Davis remained silent for a few seconds before he waved his hand, causing a lot of materials to pour out to form a small mountain.
