Atticus snapped a finger, and Ozeroth appeared beside them, irritated that he had been disturbed from his rest. Atticus didn't give him a chance to speak.
"We're moving straight towards the core. We'll destroy anything else in our way," Atticus said, turning in a direction.
The others also turned, and the air around them seemed to part, as though preparing for what was to come.
And then, in an explosion of roaring speed, they moved.
Five figures tore through the skies at blinding speed, the air and clouds parting in their wake.
They appeared like streaks of force splitting the world in five. With their speed, they reached the city in a blip, appearing in the skies above a vast city enveloped in a massive yellow dome.
Atticus sent a glance toward the city and frowned. This wasn't what he had expected. 'They were expecting us?' he wondered.
The entire city was currently enveloped in the dome, and within it, countless warships hovered in the air.
