"Do whatever you please."
Orravyn spoke as he looked at the other Infinities. It didn't matter to him whether they removed the crown later, heck, it wouldn't matter to him if they simply refused to connect the crown to their Worlds' Will.
He couldn't care less.
He just looked at the fools he was surrounded by with an exhausted sigh and—
"Now let's discuss what's more urgent.
How do we distribute the Crowns?"
"What do you mean how? We have no need to think through such matters."
Ul'Thakar snorted, already bored.
These were trillions upon trillions of years old beings, they did not like to work.
Not one bit.
Heck, the only reason they went to that world in order to pick Vashti was because Zylarith specifically mentioned that one of the Infinities should absolutely be there.
Which, he understood why the moment he went there.
That girl sensed even them—
