It wasn't some major mind-boggling kind of power-up. They each didn't get insanely strong; heck, any of the Ravenstein youths could still walk all over them easily.
But it was a major progress.
And to him, this progress was good news. It meant that they weren't all that hopeless.
Atticus gazed down at the army of youths below, each of them correctly fulfilling their given roles, with the armored correctly acting as the barrier.
The dealers rapidly whittling down their numbers, and the rangers shooting out different types of ranged attacks, many of them finding and piercing different beasts.
His mind swirled with many ideas and ways he could use to make them even stronger. His initial idea had been to armor them up, and that was what he still planned on doing.
They were all still far away from the kind of army he envisioned.
Their equipment were still completely below standard. The only reason they were able to fight against this army of beasts and still remain standing was because each individual beast wasn't that strong.
If they were to use their current equipment to battle other youths from the other divisions, especially if it were the tiered family youths, they would get completely crushed.
But now, this problem could easily be solved.
'After this battle, they should all have enough points to get better equipment,' Atticus pondered.
This had been one of the reasons why he had lured all the beasts here; he wanted the youths to be able to obtain a lot of Academy points and purchase better equipment.
The academy shop had practically everything one could ever need. Its options were so broad that Atticus had even seen some advanced weapons there, from normal guns that shoot bullets like on Earth to advanced ones that fire laser beams.
But of course, their prices were sky high, or else Atticus would have loved to arm each and every one of them.
"Can we?"
Atticus was brought out of his thoughts by Nate, who asked while showing puppy eyes. The rest of the other Ravenstein youth also turned to look at him, each of them expressing their intentions to join the battle.
Seeing as he had accomplished what he wanted to do, "Yeah," Atticus said, giving them the go ahead.
"Yes! Thank you!" Nate exclaimed, immediately bringing out his broadsword from his space ring again.
Walking to the edge of the wall, he swiftly jumped downwards, landing on the ground with a strong impact, his form dashing towards the unfolding battle.
Seeing that Nate had joined the battle, each of the Ravenstein youths also jumped down from the wall, joining the fray.
Aurora turned to Atticus, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Later," she said, and without waiting for a response, she immediately released a burst from her feet, propelling herself into the air.
Her form immediately combusted as she blazed towards the battlefield.
'I guess I know who to avoid after this,' Atticus thought with a slight chuckle.
Turning his gaze back down at the battlefield, Atticus muttered, "Now, what should I use this time around?" He asked no one in particular.
Despite the fact that Atticus had brought the horde of beasts for the other youths to gather points, he had no intention of missing out on this truckload of points.
Besides, there was no way the youths would be able to single handedly kill this many beasts on their own without him joining in.
Despite their great improvements, if they continued killing and utilizing their strength at this high intensity, they were all bound to get tired.
Atticus had every plan on joining in the battle, but he wanted to decide what element he should use to go on a rampage this time around.
He felt like he had been neglecting some of his elements, especially the ones he didn't see any reason to use.
If he had to be honest, this was mostly due to his lack of real-life battles. The only time Atticus had a chance to use his elements was when he battled the robots in the advanced training rooms.
Atticus was sure that, if not for the advanced training facilities, he wouldn't have had the chance to battle with a variety of 'people' possessing different powers. This fact was wildly ironic to him, considering that their planet was currently being invaded, and the human domain was at war.
Atticus had been so worried the first time he found out about the war, but growing up, if he hadn't been explicitly told about it, he wouldn't have known there was a war going on.
Apart from the Raven camp incident, everything was just so… peaceful. Atticus was sure it was partly because of Anastasia. That woman had gone completely overboard with protecting him.
This line of thought suddenly made him remember Anastasia, which immediately brought a smile to his face.
'I miss her,' he thought. But almost immediately, the smile crumbled as another woman's face suddenly entered his head.
'Mom,' Atticus thought with a sad expression on his face.
His mother on Earth.
Despite the fact that all these years had passed, there was absolutely no way Atticus would forget about his own mother. She was still constantly in his thoughts.
He had no idea how she was currently doing. It had already been 15 years since he reincarnated, and he wasn't even sure if the perception of time on Earth was the same for Eldoralth.
It could easily have only been one year or even 30 years back on Earth.
Atticus quickly cleared his head of this line of thought. He had thought about all of these issues and possibilities thousands of times already; thinking about it now wouldn't change anything.
His goal would remain the same: find and make the bastard who sent him here pay.
'Spoiled my mood,' Atticus clicked his tongue in annoyance. Every time he thought about this, he always felt his blood boil in anger. An anger he had nowhere to let out.
But this time, gazing down at the horde of beasts, 'I'll use water,' Atticus decided.
The water element had to be the most underestimated element amongst all the bloodline elements people awaken.
Back then, when Caldor had awakened the water element, he had shared this same sentiment. And this was mostly because it was mainly used for healing purposes in the early stages.
Enveloping your hands in water and punching with it would obviously do nothing but cushion the blow, a very terrible offensive element.
But water, just like every other element, could be extremely offensive, but this could only be done by individuals with a higher level.
Then, said individual would be able to wield and control water without needing to directly be in contact with it.
And currently, Atticus was at level 3 in all his basic elements.