"What do you mean?" Luca asked with a frown. "Those with the violet markings are supposed to be the weakest of the bunch, no?"
"That's just what our ancestors wanted everyone to believe, especially those with the violet markings. It's sort of a self-fulfilling prophecy. Tell them that they are useless for long enough, and they would start to believe it. And after a few generations, they have forgotten their true heritage."
Turning around, his eyes turned purple, and so did the markings on his body. Just when the boys turned alert, he then lifted a hand, upon which the particles of dirt on the boat started to float up and gather into a ball in his hand.
Juin and the boys were surprised to see this. As far as they knew, these Atlantians should only be able to wield one element - water.
"Earth…" Wolfe gasped. His eyes slightly rounded as he watched the ball of dirt floating on Warrick's palm. "You can manipulate earth! How's that possible?!"
