"This thing is something I found. Doesn't it belong to me?" Ethemon said with a completely clear conscience. Although Shadowheart was the one who actually picked it up in the first place, under the current circumstances, he couldn't afford to show weakness. He was sure Shadowheart wouldn't mind.
"No," Vlaakith arched an eyebrow, her face full of displeasure. "This is certainly not your property. You don't even understand it at all."
She reached out, and the Astral Prism in her hand emitted a dazzling light. "It has already been corrupted."
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