Gazing at the rules displayed in front of them, for the first time in a while, Atticus's lips curled up into a wide, unsettling grin that sent shivers down the spines of the Ravenstein youths present.
"What's got you so happy?" Aurora asked, her face showing confusion as she didn't understand why he was reacting this way.
But instead of a response, the hearts of the youths skipped a beat as they suddenly heard Atticus chuckling.
It sounded weird, incredibly weird. It was so out of place that the youths couldn't help but give each other a stare, wondering what was going on.
Chubby, who was currently blocked by the massive figure of Nate, turned around and triple-checked if his form was completely blocked first before gesturing to Elijah, who also had a slight confused look on his face.
He raised his hand to his head while moving it in a circular motion, mouthing the word 'mad' as though indicating that Atticus had gone mad.
As soon as Elijah saw this, he swiftly took his gaze away from Chubby, ignoring him as though he wasn't there.
Before Chubby could wonder what was going on, he suddenly noticed that the room had gotten quiet.
'Please, no, please no,' Chubby pleaded to no one in particular as he reluctantly shifted his gaze to the side where the massive figure of Nate was supposed to be blocking him.
Instead, he was met with a piercing blue-eyed gaze that was locked onto his figure.
Chubby's form froze.
It was as though his brain had short-circuited as he couldn't even move an inch from his position.
To Chubby, Atticus was like the boogeyman, and he had just been caught calling him mad. Only one thing came to Chubby's head in that moment,
'I'm screwed.'
The other Ravenstein youths who saw this scene all started subtly chuckling, even Elijah, who he had been talking to, was no exception.
Atticus simply stared at Chubby for a few seconds that felt like an eternity for the latter, and unlike what Chubby thought, Atticus simply chuckled and took his gaze away.
Before the others could wonder what was going on, Atticus tapped on the obsidian table, and with a few clicks, the map of the whole area was suddenly displayed.
With another few rapid clicks, Atticus linked the location to his artifact, and then suddenly turned and started walking outside the small control room.
"What's the plan?" It was Lucas who asked this question, his large panda eyes gazing at Atticus in confusion. Aurora and the rest also focused their gazes on him.
It was weird that he hadn't even made any plans of action that they were going to take. He didn't even give them any roles.
This wasn't the Atticus they knew. The Atticus they knew would make plans upon plans for anything they wanted to do. But now, he was basically saying that they would brute force it.
Atticus's steps didn't once pause as he replied, his words making the blood of those who heard them boil with intensity,
"The plan is simple, we attack."
The others looked at each other first before turning their gazes to Aurora. She was the closest to Atticus; she understood him best.
Aurora simply shrugged her shoulders. "You heard the man, we attack," she said as she too started walking out of the control room.
After Aurora left, they each turned towards Lucas next who also, like Aurora, shrugged his shoulders before he started walking out.
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