Bad Feeling

Magnus collected Atticus's space storage, leaving him to ponder how he would spend his time in the chasm.

Currently, he still wasn't sure about the environment within the chasm, and it would seem Magnus wasn't planning on telling him.

"You are to spend at least one month before you come out. I will place a mark on you now, consider it a dormant lightning bolt in your body. It will only activate once it is exactly two months, forcibly bringing you out of the chasm."

'At least he's just not throwing me in without a backup plan,'

Atticus breathed a sigh of relief. He needed a little bit of that reassurance.

"However, it will only activate after two months. Other than that, your survival will rest solely on you."

He nodded seriously. He understood what Magnus was trying to convey. The lightning was simply to bring him out after two months; whether he was dead or alive, it didn't matter.