Atticus had walked a significant distance into the cave already, but he just couldn't shake this terrible feeling; sothing about the current situation was wrong.
Magnus' words replayed in his mind. 'Trust your instincts,'
Atticus repeated those words and suddenly stopped moving. He should not ignore the fact that his instincts were screaming at him.
Atticus turned his gaze up and focused it on the ceiling. 'In a setting like this, the problem will always co from here,'
Atticus maintained his stare even after so minutes had passed. And just when he thought that it might have been a false alarm, Atticus saw movent.
It was very little, very subtle, but it was definitely movent!
A small part of the darkness on the ceiling had moved, briefly showing the glowing fungi on top of the ceiling.
Atticus turned his gaze downwards slowly and noticed the large number of fungi on the floor and then upwards to see the completely pitch black ceiling.
Atticus froze, a frightening realization setting in. The ceiling and walls were also supposed to be covered with glowing fungi; however, sothing or an army of sothings was currently covering them.
The huge fact that there was an army of beasts around him made his skin crawl.
'I have to run,'
Atticus made sure not to make any major movents and carried his gaze away from the creature that had just moved.
However, the creature's eyes suddenly snapped open as though it could feel the tension in the air. Its eyes imdiately landed on Atticus, easily seeing through his darkness.
Both their gazes t, and it was as though the quiet cave beca even quieter.
Atticus imdiately knew he had been spotted, and the next course of action naturally followed.
Atticus placed his whole concentration on the air molecules in the atmosphere and ford an invisible barrier that covered an area of 30 ters around him, even the ground.
He made the barrier as thick as possible just in ti for a loud screech, intense and guttural, to echo through the air.
Atticus' barrier held, not a single vibration or noise leaving the space. However, every single beast within the barrier heard it loud and clear. Their gazes snapped open, turning the intense black ceiling and wall into countless dotted crimson lights.
They each scread in unison, causing an intense wave to spread through the barrier. However, it held.
'I have to fight,'
Atticus cald his beating heart, turned his focus to the darkness molecules, and enclosed the whole barrier in darkness to stop any visual effects from waking up the other creatures. He had to end this fast and make sure not to wake the other creatures.
Drawing his katana, Atticus braced himself, fixing his gaze on the beasts.
Their bodies were covered in thick, mottled hide that seed almost like stone, tough and impenetrable.
Muscles rippled beneath their skin, giving them a hulking, intimidating presence, and their limbs were long, ending in razor-sharp claws.
They each had a broad, flat snout filled with rows of jagged teeth, nostrils that flared with each breath, and eyes that glowed a sinister, blood-red. They each radiated a Master rank aura.
The first beast that had scread lunged at him, claws slashing through the air.
Atticus deftly dodged to the side and countered with a swift strike, cutting the creature down.
As its body crumpled to the ground, the others took that as the cue to attack.
From every direction, they lunged towards Atticus, their numbers overwhelming.
Atticus held his katana tightly and moved.
His movents were silent and unreal—swift and deadly. Streaks of red and silver flickered on and off across the dark space before the heads of more than ten beasts fell.
Atticus was utilizing Aerokinesis and Burst in order to handle these beasts. They were each Master rank, and given their numbers, he couldn't afford to hold back.
Utilizing both abilities gave him the strength of Master rank individuals, so it was no shock that he could easily defeat them.
'It's a good thing they don't have any elental powers,'
Atticus initially believed they could control the darkness since they had easily found him, but he hadn't seen them use any abilities so far.
Seeing Atticus easily killing their brethren, the beasts scread before lunging at him with more fervor, attempting to overwhelm him. However, he wasn't done.
The molecules of the elents swirled around Atticus in a harmonious dance before coalescing together with their respective forms.
The air beca heavy as the earth molecules acted in the atmosphere.
Air blades ford before shooting forward and slashing through nurous beasts like a hot knife through butter.
Ice spikes ford around him, each one piercing and freezing multiple creatures.
The darkness enveloped the space, multiple beasts finding their heads separated from their bodies before they knew what was happening.
Atticus fought with finesse, his elental powers flaring as he struck down beast after beast.
'My elents are stronger,'
Atticus could feel the increased strength in his elents. The weeks spent training in the elental sanctum were showing themselves. His elents were stronger than ever, and the transitions before each use were non-existent.
He conjured flas to sear their flesh and created barriers of fire to hold them back. Little by little, their numbers diminished.
Atticus' eyes suddenly caught sight of a beast running towards the barrier.
'No, you won't!'
He disappeared from his position and abruptly appeared by its side, a streak of silver cutting through its neck.
The beast fell as its head separated from its body, rolling forward and stopping just before the barrier.
Atticus released a sigh of relief.
'That was close,'
If he hadn't acted fast and without hesitation, that first beast would have awoken the rest. The battle had only taken a few seconds.
Atticus caught his breath before burying each body into the earth. He couldn't afford their scent waking up the others.
Afterwards, noting that there was nothing else, he released his barrier but hadn't taken even a single step before a scene that made his spine tingle ca into view.
In the path forward, as far as his eyes could see, the intense crimson gazes of each initially sleeping beast were staring at him.
Atticus instinctively knew what had happened. They didn't hear his battle or see the brightness of his elents. However, they could feel when the darkness elent was being used.
A guttural roar echoed through the entire cave, one that sent a shiver down his spine.
'Fuck,'
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