It wasn't forceful; in fact, the impact on the ground wasn't even intense. You could even say it was soft.

But the resulting events were anything but soft.

It felt as though the earth grumbled, as though the earth was incredibly unsatisfied with something.

The ground shook as the entirety of the camp trembled.

The once sturdy academy buildings within the camp groaned and creaked under the strain, their foundations tested to the brink of collapse.

Amidst the chaos, the students of the camp fought to maintain their balance, their feet slipping and sliding on the unstable ground.

Aurora's gaze snapped to the side as she felt the advanced training room shake.

She instantly moved her head to the side, dodging a fire imbued punch that threatened to blast her head away.

"Stop the fight!" She instantly instructed, her words immediately followed by the robot stopping its movements and moving to stand quietly by the side.

Aurora was currently inside the advanced training room, battling a random data of a fire elementalist she had chosen.

Anytime Atticus wasn't making use of the advanced training room, each of the Ravenstein youths had already created a schedule on who gets to use it when.

Some even chose to train together inside the room, but Aurora had refused to do that.

She had fortunately or unfortunately gotten the bad habit of keeping all her abilities to herself from a particular white haired boy.

And she had just felt the intense earthquake that suddenly struck the camp.

Aurora instantly turned to face the exit and released a huge blast from her feet, propelling herself towards the door.

It wasn't only Aurora who raced to see what was going on. Lucas, Nate, and the other Ravenstein youths dropped whatever they were doing and rushed outside to see what was going on.

The division members who had been close to Atticus had long since lost their footing as each of them trembled on the ground with intensity.

They each got the full brunt of both Atticus's cold aura and the earthquake. No one would hope to be in their situation.

Atticus's piercing gaze bore down on the youths below, sending a ripple of apprehension through their ranks.

Their hearts skipped beats in unison, their teeth chattering nervously under the weight of his cold stare.

Despite the tension in the air, Atticus's face remained impassive, revealing no hint of emotion as he issued his command.

"I want every single member of this division to assemble in the training grounds immediately."

His voice carried across the trembling landscape with an eerie calmness, devoid of any urgency or agitation. It was as though he were simply engaging in casual conversation

But each and every one of the youths in the area heard him. And as though they all knew he wasn't joking around, each of their trembling forms seemed to stop as they all instantly stood upright.

No one knew who started it amongst themselves, but within a few seconds, each of them were screaming the same words at the top of their lungs:

"Gather in the training ground immediately! The leader wants to see everyone!"

Atticus took his gaze away from the students as they went about their task of gathering the other division members.

Then he quietly started walking towards the training grounds, getting there in just a few seconds.

Atticus walked to the top of the elevated platform and stood at the front of it, facing the rest of the training ground.

Then, he closed his eyes and waited.

Aurora's blazing form was the next to arrive in the area. She flew across the camp trying to find if there had been any threats or attack on the camp but had been a little shocked when she didn't see anything.

The camp wasn't being attacked; the only commotion going on was some of the division members running around the camp.

Aurora was about to land and ask what was going on from one of the students, but then she saw Atticus standing on top of the elevated platform in the training ground.

Aurora instantly turned to face that direction and propelled herself with fire towards his direction.

Landing a few meters from him, "He-" just as she was about to speak, Aurora suddenly paused.

'What's wrong with him?' She wondered. Aurora had spent the last 5 years with Atticus, and she of all people knew how to tell his every emotion with just a glance.

She didn't even need to feel the cold aura emanating from Atticus. Merely looking at him, Aurora didn't need anyone to tell her that he was thoroughly angry.

Aurora didn't say anything. She only approached and stood behind Atticus without uttering a word.

Lucas, Nate, and the others arrived a moment later, and they each felt the cold aura Atticus was emanating.

They each wisely chose to keep their remarks and questions to themselves and stood quietly behind Atticus on top of the elevated platform.

Then, they waited for the rest of the youths to gather in the training ground.

The current time was 20 minutes to 19:00, and while the night was creeping in, the sun hadn't completely set yet. There was still a significant amount of illumination.

Luckily, each of the students weren't training freaks like Atticus, and had all returned to the camp after their classes.

After a few minutes, from the division members who had been hunting and training in the forest to the ones indoors, every single one of the division members gathered quietly in front of Atticus.

Their leader had called, and none of them dared not to obey.

The whole training ground descended into a palpable silence as each of them focused their gazes on Atticus, waiting for him to address them.

And they didn't have to wait long, as after a few seconds, Atticus's eyes flickered open and each of the youth present in the area immediately felt their hearts grip.

Then, with a voice that cut through the tension like a knife, Atticus spoke.

"At exactly 06:28 PM, exactly one hundred amongst you all died. I would like said hundred to step out now."