Bab 480: You

As usual, Atticus moved swiftly and efficiently. He had long since gotten used to using his arcane shield as proficiently as a limb.

The only thing holding back its level was basically his own rank. The more he advanced, the more powerful it became.

Atticus didn't go after any other soldiers anymore; he had enough points and would rather not risk any more than necessary.

He wanted to get to his target as soon as possible. Although he had just figured out that master rank members of the bone race couldn't join the fray for now, Atticus had no intention of pushing that notion. For all he knew, it could be temporary.

As he didn't have any distractions on the way, he reached the alleyway from which he had separated from Aurora. His gaze landed on the figure of a girl resting her back on the wall with her gaze facing downwards.

Atticus took off his helmet and deactivated his ethereal cloak art, allowing Aurora to become aware of his presence.