Atticus took a seat, exhaustion weighing heavily on his mind.
"How long was I in there?"
"A day."
"Hm…" Atticus frowned slightly. "Somehow that feels both shorter and longe—"
Atticus froze.
His head snapped toward a particular direction, his eyes gradually turning cold.
"Stay with him."
"Bond, wha—"
Atticus vanished.
A moment later, he appeared outside, spreading his awareness outward. Once he confirmed that the others were safe and still within the mansion, he released a quiet breath.
'So it's only them.'
Upon ascending to the Crown, Atticus had placed a mark on each of his people. At all times, those marks revealed their location and current state, especially if they were in distress.
He simply hadn't been paying attention while focusing entirely on Whisker. But just now… two of them had triggered his awareness.
'Thomas… Tia.'
Atticus became a streak, arriving at the temple almost instantly. There, Thomas paced back and forth while nervously chewing at his nails.
