'That is enough. I am prepared to return to the Tower at any time.'
Atlas patted his side with a smile. There was nothing there. It was just a matter of habit.
His spatial ring was filled with all the materials he could need. That included some gifts from Mireiya Tatsuya. He had already said his goodbyes to Artemia and he'd even met with those young masters and misses from the other divine beast clans for some time.
They were good people. Atlas was especially interested in the martial techniques of the White Tigers and the strange defensive physiques of the Black Tortoises, but he'd have to wait until later to explore them further.
After all, the two clans were not on Vanatos. Unless he met their members in the Tower, he would not see anyone from their two clans for some time.
Nevertheless, the last person he needed to visit was Alaric, and conveniently enough, the old dragon finally had a moment to spare.
