"A satisfactory answer?" The Blood God Clone smiled. "Who knows if you are just fooling me into going back with you?"
"Are you afraid?" Xamick scoffed. His gaze turned sharp.
"Goading me won't work," the Blood God Clone glanced at him and replied calmly.
"If you don't go back with us, the next arrivals might not be high-tier devil emperors," Xamick said.
"You don't have to do this, you don't have to do this." Xagorm glared at Xamick and said hurriedly, "Your talent is very important to us vampires. No one will force you. Come back with us. Everything can be discussed."
"That's right. Everything can be discussed. There's no need to do this."
The vampire dark apparitions from the other clans spoke up too.
"Alright, I'll follow you back. I want to see if the ancestors are as short-sighted as someone." The Blood God Clone pondered for a moment and suddenly smiled.
Silence.
