Silence enveloped the entire training ground as each of the students processed Atticus's words.
A hundred of them died? How?
The majority of the division members expression, even the Ravenstein youths, immediately morphed into confusion. How was it even possible for a hundred of them to die without their knowledge?
A hundred wasn't a small number; at the very least, it should have caused a commotion.
But with everything that had just happened, none of them were foolish enough to think that Atticus was kidding. It really did happen.
Atticus narrowed his gaze slightly, his eyes moving at alarming speed as he scrutinized the more than a thousand youths gathered in the training grounds.
As soon as he had spoken, Atticus had raised his perception to full throttle, scrutinizing each of the division members gathered in the area.
