Atticus stared coldly at the old man standing before him.
"Who are you?"
"You… you can see me?"
The old man stared at him with wide eyes. He seemed shocked that Atticus had been able to see him.
'I almost didn't.'
He had left Omnicognition constantly active because they were in an enemy base, yet it hadn't seen through the camouflage. Instead, it was the elemental molecules that alerted him to the distortion once he got close enough.
Atticus gripped his katana tightly, allowing his will to churn around him. The old man was clearly dangerous. He couldn't let his guard down.
"Hah…"
Under Atticus' intense gaze, the old man cleared his throat, regaining his composure.
"Haha, relax. I was just surprised."
The old man grinned at Atticus' bluntness, stretching out his arm for a handshake.
"I am Azeron. It's good to finally meet you, Atticus Ravenstein."
'Azeron…'
It was the Ursuper Elder that had sent Go to them.
"…."
