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After a few long seconds of waiting, Atticus's eyes flickered open. His gaze immediately landed on the familiar imposing terminal of the camp.

Atticus swept his gaze around the camp and saw that each of his division members was present.

Many of them were still not used to teleportation and were trying to get rid of the disorienting effects that Atticus had tagged as surreal. He was already well used to the process.

Atticus immediately manipulated the air element, causing it to wrap around his form.

Then, with a surge of power, Atticus launched himself skyward. The air beneath him quivered with the force of his ascent, propelling him upward with breathtaking speed.

In less than a heartbeat, Atticus reached a dizzying height, suspended among the clouds like a lone sentinel surveying the world below.

Atticus's gaze swept around the area, scrutinizing their current location.