PAAA!

Atticus calmly watched William get on his feet, showing no signs of impatience. There was no need to rush; he was going to take his time.

William struggled to stop his hands from trembling. Shaking off the dizziness, he tightened his grip on his sword, which seemed to work as his hands stopped trembling slightly. He turned his gaze towards Atticus, his eyes filled with complete fury.

'I couldn't see his movements,' William thought. No matter how hard he tried to remeber, he couldn't see Atticus's movements.

William's gaze swept through the hall, where everyone watched the battle with rapt attention, further intensifying his anger towards Atticus.

William gritted his teeth and decided, 'I have to go full power.'

The ground in the hall wasn't made of earth he could manipulate yet; it was made of marble.