It was a time of meetings, really. Everywhere, people were gathering together to perfect their own plans so that they could properly compete with their enemies.
Even Atlas was currently engaging in a meeting.
When he sensed that group of six and decided to meet them, he arrived in front of them within ten seconds. They weren't too far away, and in his current condition, Atlas wasn't afraid of any confrontation.
He came from over the crest of a volcano. He started as but a speck in the distance, but he was in front of the six of them by the time they'd realized that the speck they originally spotted was a human.
Seeing his appearance, their surprise only became greater.
"He's the one?"
"He's the one."
"But he came here."
"We were supposed to go there."
"This is a problem."
"It's not a problem. He's here."
