Atticus stopped thinking about things he had no power over and started making his way toward the middle of the camp where a large fenced estate was located.
Although he looked completely normal, Atticus would be lying if he said that the matter with Zoey hadn't affected him. He truly didn't understand what had happened—she had abruptly changed out of nowhere.
But regardless, Atticus wasn't the type to let that stop him. His goal remained unchanged.
Atticus had no intention of attracting any attention or crowd, which was why, as soon as he hit the streets, he instantly activated his ethereal cloak art.
A surge of mana engulfed him, his figure becoming faint before disappearing altogether.
Atticus moved quickly through the paved streets and reached his location in under a minute. He had chosen not to fly because he wanted to get a close view of the city.
