At the same time…
Charles looked at his team with a grim face, his eyes conveying what his mouth hadn't said. Even before they could reach him, Hugo and Atlas already knew what was coming.
"Zoren, Atlas Bennet," he called under his breath, his expression stern. "What in the world are you two doing? Have you lost your mind or do you have a death wish?"
Zoren pressed his lips together. "I'm sorry," was all he could say, unwilling to offer excuses or explanations.
As for Atlas, he didn't apologize right away. Instead, he simply said, "My bad."
"Is that all you're going to say?" Charles clenched his teeth, his hands balling into tight fists, holding himself back from launching into a full-blown rant. "Aren't you going to apologize to your team, who had to clean up after your mess?"
Zoren and Atlas lowered their heads slightly, allowing Charles to scold them without trying to defend themselves.
