Turning his gaze towards the army of youths who were all looking at him, Atticus's gaze turned cold.
Atticus had already accepted that he had acted stupidly and let his guard down against Emeric.
There was nothing he could do to take back what he had already done; he just had to make sure it never happened again.
Initially, Atticus had been excited about the thought of testing out his mana guns in real battle, but now he wanted nothing more than to get done with the youths in front of him, all of them disappearing.
As Atticus's gaze landed on the army of youths, many of them flinched.
The reason none of them had dared to make any sound since they arrived at the camp was that immediately they arrived, Atticus had focused his aura on every one of them, making them unable to even move an inch.
He had done this because he had wanted to see the kind of person Emeric was, much to his disappointment.
