Chapitre 62: Elemental Mimicry

Elias, foreseeing that no other trainee would be returning soon, instructed Atticus to make his way back on his own. As he retraced his steps, his thoughts couldn't help but circle back to a particular red-eyed girl. 'I didn't see her at all.'

With his limited knowledge of Aurora, Atticus understood her to be highly competitive, and it was unlikely she would have been trailing at the rear if she had a choice. 'She must have been too exhausted to keep up,' he surmised.

After a few minutes of navigating the camp's familiar paths, Atticus finally reached his room. He promptly shed his sweat-drenched clothes and sought solace in a refreshing shower. The sensation of warm water cascading over his weary body was a brief respite before he succumbed to exhaustion, collapsing face-first onto his bed.

Although he loved training, even he acknowledged the necessity of rest after enduring such a brutal training session.