Moments before…
Behind the main building where the banquet was taking place…
Lucas's last words pierced the silent forest like a whisper carved in stone.
"There's nothing greater than life… I give mine for his capture."
And for a brief moment, the world stood still.
To Atticus, everything froze. The forest. The island. The entire dimension that housed the military training camp.
In this frozen world, his mind spun like a vortex of lightning, racing faster than anything else in existence.
'Something's coming.'
That thought echoed through his being, deep and primal, resonating from his soul.
He hadn't seen it. He hadn't sensed any artifact or spell on Lucas. And yet, Atticus knew, something was coming.
'I can't react in time.'
For as long as he could remember, even from the earliest days of his reincarnation, his mind had always been the fastest part of his body. The first to react, to comprehend, to strategize.
But now, even his mind had reached a conclusion.
