Atticus delivered the final strike.
"So I understand your pain. But we cannot let them win. We must show them we are unshaken, and that we will only return stronger. Go back home. I promise you… there will be retribution."
"Nicely said." Anorah appeared beside him, smiling as the crowd began to disperse.
Atticus cleared his throat. "I still have a long way to go compared to you."
"Then it's lucky we have a lot of… lessons together."
Atticus swallowed as her seductive eyes met his, a jolt shooting through his body. This woman…
The families of the missing children remained behind to gather the remains, and soon enough the square emptied.
"He's here." Magnus appeared at Atticus' side.
'Finally.' Atticus nodded.
"Let's go."
With the threat of the people gone, they left the square and appeared at the edge of the city. There, a man clad in armor rode toward them.
"M-my lord!"
He fell to his knees the moment he saw Atticus.
"Tell us what you found."
