After leaving, Atticus returned to his room to freshen up before heading to the Beast Division. Upon arrival, he saw Helodor at the front of the building.
Helodor appeared worse for wear, sporting dark circles under his eyes, indicating he hadn't been resting properly.
During the combat challenges, Atticus had observed Helodor's miserable loss. It was obvious his mind was preoccupied and he wasn't paying attention during the fight.
Helodor spotted Atticus as he was leaving the building, he immediately flinched and fled upon sighting the demon.
Unfazed, Atticus ignored Helodor and proceeded into the division building. Inside, he greeted Bella at the counter and then headed upstairs to select a mission.
Atticus noticed some people by the mission wall but paid them no mind, quickly choosing a mission. 'It's unfortunate I can only select one,' he thought.
Trainees could only take on one mission at a time to ensure that there was enough opportunities for every one.
If they allowed a single squad or trainee picked multiple missions at once, there wouldn't be any missions left for others to go on.
Atticus didn't waste time and quickly chose a mission and turned to leave the building. As he stepped outside, he encountered a group of three boys blocking his path. 'I've had enough of this.' Atticus thought, already anticipating the nonsense about to happen.
The boys all had smug looks on their faces, and were all 3rd years. The boy at the middle, who was clearly the leader of the trio, thought with a giddy anticipation '10 thousand points just to embarrass him in public? There's no way I'm missing this opportunity,'
The boys beside him shared his enthusiasm and surrounded Atticus, while smirking. Although they all knew Atticus was strong, they didn't believe he could take on all three of them simultaneously.
The fight everyone had witnessed between Atticus and Aurora was still within the third-years' strength.
Atticus already knew what they were thinking, and he couldn't help but internally shake his head, wondering how their brains worked.
After spending two years in the camp, it was surprising that they still didn't grasp the most basic rule – a higher-year could not initiate a battle with a lower-year. Atticus could simply choose to fight them one by one, and they couldn't do anything about it.
The boy in the middle suddenly stared at Atticus arrogantly. As he was about to speak, Atticus cut in, "What do you want? If you're here to look for trouble, just say so and don't waste my time."
The boy's face froze, and he turned red in embarrassment. 'So what if he's from the main family? How dare he?!' He thought.
A small crowd had already started forming, wondering what was happening.
As the boy was about to shout angrily, Atticus interrupted again, stating, "Fine, trouble then."
Those were the last words he heard before a thunderous impact struck his face with brutal force, sending him flying away.
Before the other boys could react, they suddenly found themselves airborne. It took a moment for them to comprehend what had happened, but once the pain registered, they realized, Atticus had also punched them in the face.
Then, as if the matter didn't concern him, Atticus simply left the scene, the gathered crowd clearing the way for him as he passed.
No one wanted to get on his bad side; he just beat up three third-years as if it were nothing!
After beating up those 3rd years, Atticus made his way to the South Gate, clad in his equipment. He scanned his device, stepped out, and started moving through the forest, using his device for navigation.
The hunt this time was for an Obsidian claw. These creatures' habitat lay deep within the heart of the dense forest. They were incredibly territorial, fiercely defending their domain from any intruders.
Being solitary by nature, it was rare to witness two Obsidian claws together. Despite them being an intermediate- ranked beasts, Obsidian claws possessed unparalleled strength.
Even the horned Lupinors that Atticus had encountered in his battles paled in comparison, except for the elite intermediate+ rank horned lupinor of course. This was precisely why Atticus chose to hunt one.
After running for a while and following his device for navigation, Atticus found himself in a dense canopy of trees. Trees stretched out everywhere around him, displaying various shades of green.
Atticus continued moving and, after a few minutes, arrived in a large grassy clearing surrounded by trees. He climbed a tree just before the clearing and kept his gaze on the gigantic form in the middle.
The Obsidian claw had an awe-inspiring appearance. Its dark, steel-like fur resembled glistening obsidian in the sunlight. Its fur was spiky, offering both a striking appearance and an effective form of defense.
Fiery red eyes seemed to pierce through the forest where it resided. The creature's razor-sharp claws, capable of cutting through thick trees and formidable adversaries with ease, were among its distinctive features.
Long, fearsome canines protruded from its massive jaws, adding to its menacing visage.
Atticus observed the beast calmly. It hadn't noticed him yet, as it was preoccupied with licking its paws. Atticus was tempted to call the scene cute, if only the beast involved wasn't able split a human into four with just a swipe of its claw.
Having become adept at using his new art, Atticus had been experimenting with his bloodline abilities, exploring different ways to utilize his bloodline.
Jumping down from the tree, Atticus landed silently. With a thought, the earth began to move covering his form, starting from his feet, then his legs, torso, and hands, stopping at his neck. He left adequate space at each joint for flexibility.
His fist was covered in earth, resembling a boxing glove, with increased density to make it harder.
Currently, Atticus could only control two elements simultaneously with ease, and he wasn't yet proficient at controlling three elements together. So, he decided to add fire to his earth-covered fist.
With another thought, fire enveloped his earth covered hands, blazing with intensity, and he turned his gaze back to the Obsidian claw in the middle of the clearing.
Taking a deep breath, Atticus zoomed towards it in a blur of motion.