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.

Upon reaching the camp grounds, Atticus kept to his regular routine and collected the recordings of the blacksmithing and alchemy classes.

Atticus started heading to his room after that. The camp still had a few youths moving around, chatting about their lectures for the day and mundane stuff.

Atticus's tall and imposing form stuck out like a sore thumb, even though it was already late at night.

The youths walking around either completely avoided him or bowed as he passed by.

As Atticus moved towards the barracks, his steps couldn't help but pause as he suddenly heard something very disturbing coming from a distance away.

This was something Atticus would have completely ignored normally, but because he recognized the muffled sounds of the individuals' voices, Atticus was inclined to check it out despite how much he truly didn't want to.

The camp currently had only a few buildings, and Atticus hadn't been bothered to add extra buildings. He still hadn't chosen the building the academy awarded them with for winning their first division battle.

He was currently saving up their division points so he would eventually be able to purchase the advanced training facility. Its price had been staggering after all.

Atticus's steps led him to the training grounds. There weren't many hiding spots in the camp due to the sparse buildings, but because of the large array of equipment in the training grounds, there were many places that youths could hide in.

"Ethereal cloak," Atticus muttered under his breath as he walked into the training grounds.

And instantly, his form disappeared.

After walking forward for a few moments, the muffled sounds Atticus heard earlier started getting louder.

Undeterred, Atticus kept on moving, and after a few seconds, just behind a large piece of equipment, Atticus saw a scene that weirded the living daylights out of him.

A scene he definitely wouldn't be forgetting anytime soon.

Two youths were currently engaged in a hot, steamy kiss with each other.

The camp was filled with 15 year olds, and while this might not have been the ideal age to be engaged in things like this, Atticus knew well enough that a bunch of horny teenagers wouldn't care about that fact.

So then why was Atticus shocked? It was quite simple.

Because the two youths currently locking lips both had snow white hair, and although visibility wasn't that clear because of the darkness, due to Atticus's incredibly acute senses, he was able to make out exactly who these two individuals were.

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?