The shock in the classroom was palpable as Atticus and Zoey walked hand in hand into the classroom.
A tsunami of questions instantly filled the minds of the students. Just what was going on?
Even though they had thousands of things they wanted to say and ask, at the end of the day, they ended up speechless.
Even though the stares of the students were very glaring, Atticus and Zoey completely ignored them as they made their way to their seats.
Zoey's deanor had long since changed from her blushing and acting like a cute teenager to her usual cold and expressionless face. Regardless of the fact that she truly felt all of that, she was still a Tier One.
She had a reputation to keep. It wasn't just about her; she was the next in line to beco the matriarch of the Starhaven family.
Being seen as a love-stricken woman who kept on blushing and acting as though she could do anything for him would tarnish the reputation of the Starhaven family, sothing they wouldn't take lightly.
Atticus's gaze gravitated towards the seat between Aislan and Eldric and saw that just like yesterday, the seat was completely empty. Seraphin hadn't shown up today either.
'Is he planning sothing?' Atticus couldn't help but wonder what his plan was. Skip school until the end of the year? That sounded so absurd that Atticus didn't want to believe it.
What if they got paired up to fight in the next division wars? What would he do?
Atticus shook his head, deciding not to think about all these trivial matters for now. Since he couldn't see the boy for now, he couldn't deal with him then.
But Atticus never forgets. Seraphin's brutal beating was completely inevitable.
The expressions of Aislan, Eldric, and the other Tier Ones showed complete nonchalance at Seraphin's absence.
The Tier Ones had always considered themselves competition from day one. Anyone of them suddenly disappearing to them was cause for celebration.
The duo found their seats after a few seconds, the class quieting down. Only the occasional sounds of chatter from the students filled the class.
And after a few minutes, Isabella strolled in and imdiately started the class without caring about the absentee.
After 5 hours, the class ended, and Isabella imdiately left the class.
Atticus and Zoey, hand in hand, soon followed after she left. After the class, just because of everything that had happened with him kissing her and all, Atticus had spent 30 minutes talking and laughing with Zoey, trying to consolidate everything.
After thinking about it for a bit, Atticus had decided not to push for them to officially beco a couple. If he had to be honest, it wasn't too early. They've known each other for a month now, and one month was completely enough for two people to decide if they should be together or not.
But he had ultimately decided against it. He had already pushed their relationship far enough for now when he had kissed her in the elevator.
She was just experiencing everything for the first ti. He felt it was better to give her ti to get used to everything and, more importantly, her feelings.
After spending ti with Zoey, the both of them separated, and Atticus headed straight to the elental rooms for training.
The days went by fast as Atticus religiously perford his routine every single day without missing a single ti.
Atticus enjoyed every single mont he spent in the elental room. The feeling of being surrounded by an elent he had a great affinity towards was exhilarating.
During this ti, everything went by smoothly as nothing eventful happened. Just as Atticus had thought, Seraphin hadn't shown up to class again after their altercation.
Atticus had also occasionally checked for Gerald and Sonorous, but he hadn't been able to find either one of them on the academy premises the entire ti.
His training went by with no hiccups. Atticus enjoyed every single mont of himself getting stronger. The month went by fast, and during this ti, Atticus had been occasionally hanging out with Ember and Kael.
He also spent ti with Zoey. The both of them had gotten really close since the kiss. It had already beco a normal occurrence to see the both of them walking hand in hand either into the classroom or through the academy's expansive garden.
Although this fact irked many of them, they all practically regarded them as a couple now, even though they really weren't.
Atticus had been trying to make it a normal occurrence for both of them to always kiss anyti they t or hung out, but the girl's shyness had always put a stop to that dream.
But regardless, they had both kissed a few more tis after the first kiss inside the elevator.
Ti passed, and the day of the third division battles was fast approaching. The students of the academy went into full enmity mode as each of the students started giving each other wary looks, as none of them knew who they would be fighting during the next battles.
And this enmity kept intensifying as the day for the division war approached, with many fights happening around the campus.
The current day was Saturday, and it was the day before the third division battle. Atticus was seated cross-legged with his eyes closed in the middle of… lightning.
He sat stoically on an island that was made of lightning, surrounded by crackling white tendrils of energy.
The sky above churned with dark clouds, fissuring and crackling with thunderous power, casting ominous shadows over the island.
Periodically, bolts of lightning struck Atticus with ferocious intensity, enough to reduce an ordinary man to dust in an instant. Yet, he remained completely unmoved.
That's right, Atticus was currently in the last phase of his training for the day, inside the lightning elental room.
The lightning elental room was quite what anyone would have expected, filled with lightning. It was a no-brainer that the room was rich in the lightning elent, which was why it was perfect for him to train in. His lightning elent was thriving a great deal.
A lightning bolt struck Atticus's form, his whole body trembling. Atticus's face imdiately scrunched up in pain as he clenched his fist, lightning crackling around his form.
But Atticus remained completely still as he tried to assimilate the lightning into his body.
With each strike, an unimaginable amount of pain passed through Atticus's body, a pain many wouldn't be able to withstand. But to Atticus, 'It's not enough,' he complained.
Atticus had spent the last 5 years training with Magnus, known to many as the God of Lightning. He had been struck by lightning more tis than he could count, and Atticus could never, even for a second, say that he got used to it.
It was like Magnus was psychic. No matter how many tis he got struck, Atticus always felt like it was his threshold. It always felt unimaginable, as though only a little more and he would be turned into dust.
Magnus knew exactly what his body could take, and Atticus had absolutely no idea how he always did that. During training with Magnus after he had awakened his elent, Atticus's lightning had progressed a great deal.
Atticus had thought it to be normal then, but after experiencing the lightning inside the elental room, he had thought otherwise.
The lightning in the elental room felt plain, completely normal and straightforward, while Magnus's lightning felt… special. It felt like comparing a fake to an original.
And unfortunately for Atticus, he couldn't achieve what Magnus had been doing for him here. Magnus had been hitting him with lightning so intense it should be a surprise that he wasn't dead yet.
The level of precision needed to achieve that was sothing that the elental training room just could not provide. Atticus would rather not electrocute himself, so he decided not to try it.
After a few seconds of ditation, Atticus finally assimilated the lightning as he released a deep breath.
He breathed in and out a few more tis as he tried to regain his composure. He could still feel the lightning coursing through him.
The mont went by peacefully with only the sound of lightning fissuring in the background.
And just as it seed like this mont would continue, suddenly the sounds of multiple notifications imdiately snapped Atticus out of his reverie.
Atticus's eyes imdiately snapped open as he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the massive number of notification boxes that appeared in front of him.
It was odd because the artifact hardly ever displayed notifications in front of him. It usually only usually sounded, and then he would have to click on his device to check.
Atticus shook his head and decided to check what the commotion was all about. And as soon as his eyes landed on one of the last notification boxes, his eyes imdiately widened.
A total of 100 mbers of your division are dead.
Total Penalty: -100% of your academy points have been deducted."
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