Atticus couldn't understand their strange language, not even close, but he instinctively knew that what the man on the wall had just said was bad, incredibly bad.
And his instinct proved to be true as the captain at the front of the group suddenly stood up straight from the bow and instantly removed his helmet, revealing his completely bald and white head.
Then, the man's gaze turned away from the captain and focused on the rest of the group, not uttering a word. His gaze was more than enough.
Atticus's mind spun, his heart pounding in his chest.
This was a master rank they were dealing with. If he had been at his full power, Atticus wouldn't put this man in his eyes. But he wasn't, and currently an expert rank individual was a big problem, not to mention a master rank.
If he was caught, Atticus doubted he could escape, especially when Aurora was with him.
