Lucas suddenly decided to change the topic.
“So who would you be taking along?” he inquired.
Amongst the rules of the leader’s summit, each one of the leaders was required and allowed to choose one subordinate from their division to join them during the duration of the summit.
Although it was pretty obvious who Atticus would choose, Lucas still thought it best to ask him directly.
Lucas’s question was immediately followed by a cataclysmic boom that reverberated throughout the room.
Atticus and Lucas turned their gazes to the side to see a streaking figure hurtling back through the air at fast speed, leaving a fiery blaze in its wake. In the next second, the figure hit the hard training room walls in a brutal impact.
The duo both followed the fiery trail the figure had left, their gazes landing on the figure of Aurora whose fist was stretched out for a punch, her whole form covered in a dark red attire.
The whole room descended into a loud silence as each one of the youths currently training stopped and turned their gazes towards the figure.
After a few seconds, the form of the figure became visible, each of their gazes landing on the bulky figure of Nate also donned in an exosuit, a large fiery fist imprinted in his stomach, bending him at the waist.
Atticus chuckled, “Who else could I possibly pick?”
“Do you even have a choice?” Lucas also joined in on the laughter.
After that, Atticus and Lucas spoke about some random things for a few minutes while watching the rest of the Ravenstein youths train.
Atticus silently observed each of their exosuits, trying to note the differences between theirs and his. It was no secret that his exosuit was different from the rest of the exosuits they were giving the students.
After a few minutes of observation, Atticus had been able to find out some interesting features of their suits.
Although the exosuits all shared some similarities with each other, the term “tailor-made” for each of them would be the right fit for what he had observed.
For example, Aurora’s suit, apart from increasing her mana flow, purity, and the amount of mana she would hold, somehow made using the fire element easier and more powerful.
Atticus had noticed it in her movements; they had been more seamless than before, more blazing, more unpredictable like flickering flames.
It had been obvious that her mastery of her fire mimicry art had increased significantly. Just like Nate, it had bumped her only one rank up, to the Advanced+ rank.
It had been the same for Nate too; it had augmented his mana positively and had increased his proficiency in his earth mimicry too. If not for Aurora’s explosive punch, Atticus doubted anyone could have sent him flying like before.
He had also observed the rest of the Ravenstein youths and saw that their suits each followed these same pattern. Elijah with his lightning mimicry, Chubby with his fire, Eric and Aria with their darkness and air respectively.
It had increased their proficiency in their respective mimicry and had purified and improved their mana flow and control.
After getting beaten times without number by Aurora, Nate had made the stupid decision of challenging Atticus to battle.
But of course, this had ended up as expected, his form getting slammed against the wall on the other side of the training room.
After this, Atticus hung out in the training room for a while with the other youths before he decided it was time to retire for the day.
He separated from the Ravenstein youths and left the training room after a few moments.
Atticus was immediately met with the bustling campgrounds. It wasn’t only them that had gotten their exosuits; the rest of the first years had also gotten theirs.
Atticus’s gaze swept across the area, seeing the division youths donning different shades of exosuits.
They were all happily running about showcasing their suits, with some flying in the air.
Atticus could also sight some crowds gathered around some youths about to engage in an arm wrestling competition.
After a few seconds of taking in the sights, Atticus retreated towards the mansion and headed straight to his room to get some shut-eye.
It had been an incredibly long day, and he was completely mentally drained. He really needed to sleep and rest his head.
As Atticus had his bath and was about to sleep, a thought suddenly struck him, ‘If I’m asleep, it would take over my body, right?’ Atticus pondered worriedly.
He just couldn’t escape this nagging feeling that it was possible. As he came to this conclusion, Atticus couldn’t help but release a huge sigh.
The academy had really given him a huge burden, one he would have to learn to live with.
The gains had been incredible, he wasn’t going to lie, but the fact that he had to live his life completely alert in order to make sure that something inside him wouldn’t take control of his body wasn’t something many could live with.
Just to be safe, Atticus had locked the doors of his room, remembering the intense stare of a certain red-eyed girl, and then he had placed rune mines in every single inch of the room, including the walls, ceiling, and doors.
The mines weren’t enough to hurt him significantly, but at the very least, he should wake up should something happen.
After this, Atticus slept.
The night went by quickly. The next morning, Atticus had woken up and luckily hadn’t encountered any problems; his body hadn’t been taken over.
Atticus still chose to be careful and had performed the same routine every night before he slept, placing rune mines all over the place.
Apart from that, they had found out that classes had been put on hold for a week, in order for some of the students to recover fully from getting their suits and also to prepare for the upcoming leader’s summit.
Seeing as he couldn’t go to the academy campus anymore, Atticus had continued his routine and had trained intensely at the camp instead.
