Chapter 317 Traumatized
?During the long and intense training time in the caves, Atticus discovered numerous uses of Aerokinesis he hadn't even thought to use during his spar with Jared.
He really didn't get the chance to explore its uses during the spar. Jared had kept him completely on his toes.
Atticus kept on trying every one of the newly figured moves on the shadow Seraphon. The cavern trembled as both of them battled.
At this point, one could say that the beast had truly gone through a lot.
During the past week, it had been constantly getting brutally beaten up times without number. It was so much that one would start feeling sorry for the monster.
But this whole situation wasn't a complete loss for the beast.
During each fight where Atticus had always beaten it up, Atticus wasn't the only one improving.
After all that time and constant healing, the beast's current regeneration capabilities had truly gone off the charts.
What used to take it more than a day to heal a severe injury now took it way less time than that. Not only that, the beast also got faster and stronger during each spar.
It was evolving.
But no matter how much it evolved, it was never enough to handle Atticus, much to its frustration.
Therefore, despite its growth, it still ended up in the same sorry state.
Apart from the Aerokinesis, Atticus also made sure to keep spamming the teleportation runes, gradually increasing his exposure numbers.
After a few intense hours, Atticus ended the training with the beast, leaving the brutalized form of the shadow Seraphon behind in the expansive cavern as he left.
Atticus once again picked a random direction and killed numerous beasts as he made his way to camp, gathering a significant number of points.
Eric and Aria.
Atticus's invisible form winced, and immediately, he turned back and quickly ran away from the scene.
It was like he had just been traumatized.
Atticus swiftly tried to cleared his racing mind, trying his very best to not think about what he had just seen.
'Forget it, forget it, forget it,' Atticus repeated those words over and over again like a mantra as he made his way to his room, his steps hurried.
Atticus never ever wanted to remember that he ever saw something this night at all. "I collected the recordings and heading straight to my room," Atticus repeated those words continuously until he too believed them.
After a few seconds, Atticus finally got to his room and immediately entered the bathroom to take a long, fulfilling shower.
He really needed to cool his head down after what he had just witnessed.
After a few long minutes, Atticus stepped out of the bathroom and put on comfortable clothing and immediately hit the bed.
Atticus kept muttering his usual mantra, trying to forget everything he saw tonight.
And after some time, Atticus finally entered dreamland.
The next day, Atticus followed his usual routine, waking up early in the morning and then heading to the caves to train.
And after a few intense hours, Atticus came back to camp.
He first headed to his room to freshen up and then immediately went to the mess hall right after.
Getting two trays of food, Atticus left the mess hall and headed back to the barracks to a particular red eyed girl's room.
Aurora had been completely baffled and shocked to see him bringing her food.
It was early in the morning nonetheless!
Was this really Atticus?