"I don't roll with them anymore, you creepy bastard... They're too weak."
They flinched even harder at those words as if they were some sort of abuse victim, looking comically pitiful.
At that moment, the word Elite couldn't even correlate to them.
When Max, like the rest of the class, had a change of mentality after learning about life, he shredded away those he considered weak from his life, taking strength as the first parameter to judge most things.
While he had kept the same mentality, he saw that interacting with such weaklings would soil his image, even though they were his dogs.
Simply put, they were abandoned.
Those around the three almost felt bad for them, but remembering their actions in class, this scene only brought them joy.
Arthur had especially felt this emotion.