While the two Guillimans argued with each other, Lox decisively hid to one side and chose not to interrupt.
This was an internal conflict within Guilliman's "family." His best option was to watch from the sidelines and avoid having the fire spread to himself.
Compared with the cloned Horus he had just seen, as well as the lingering fragment of the original Horus's soul, these two Guillimans, more than ninety-nine percent alike, were far more entertaining.
If Russ, Lion, and the other primarchs had not immediately returned to their homeworlds after coming back from Commorragh to deal with internal issues in their respective legions, Lox would definitely have called them over to enjoy the spectacle too.
Lion in particular had always had plenty of grievances with Guilliman, yet without resorting to fists, he had almost never won an argument against him.
If he saw Guilliman bickering with himself, he would surely savor the memory for years.
However, just as Lox was feeling regretful, clone Lion and Russ seemed to share the same thought and followed the scent straight to the Regent's office.
"Don't make a sound. Let them settle it themselves."
Clone Lion had clearly come because he was worried about clone Guilliman. From his perspective, if his original self saw this clone of himself, he probably would not be happy about it.
The Lion of Caliban had always been solitary. For a beast, solitude was the natural state.
If another beast exactly like himself suddenly appeared, it would be nothing less than a challenge and a signal for battle.
Both he and Russ worried that the original Guilliman might harm the clone. If that happened, they could at least lend a hand.
Clones naturally stood on the same side as other clones. They had to remain united.
Though that