A golden glow ignited, and Atticus suddenly appeared at the other end of a large wall. As soon as he did, he instantly muttered under his breath, "Ethereal cloak," activating his art.
A cloak of mana engulfed his whole body before he abruptly disappeared.
If one could see through Atticus's camouflage, they would immediately notice that unlike before, there was currently an icy look on his face.
Atticus's figure suddenly turned and dipped, an intense tension coiling into his legs. With a soundless and seamless movement, Atticus erupted upwards, scaling the wall in an instant.
Not even a second passed. As Atticus jumped over the wall, he instantly released multiple pulses of mana, utilizing his sense of feel. Atticus landed gently on the ground, his senses on full throttle. His gaze swept around the area. 'Empty?'
Despite the fact that there was a wall surrounding the whole area, there didn't seem to be anything but a grassland within it.
