In this fight, Lucius had two options– completely rely on himself and risk possibly losing, or he could clone himself and allow Lyxor to take control of Black Death.
By the way, who would be better at using a Xenovian body than a true Xenovian Prince. The fight was automatically two versus one, giving Lucius the advantage.
Standing beside Lucius, Lyxor clenched his fingers, enjoying the thrill of controlling a body again. Ever since he stopped trying to force fate, things had been going his way, this excited him.
"I will be taking your life and your place as a council member of the New Dawn," Lucius said calmly.
The confidence in his tone was almost insulting for someone like Beast Whisperer. If the Beast Whisperer knew the kid he spared his life at Fort Aegis would talk down on him one day, he would have killed Lucius two years ago.
"I should have killed you then." The Beast Whisperer sneered.
