Mistake

"Aurora! Straight ahead to your 10!"

Atticus's scream was immediately followed by him dashing through the forest in another direction.

Aurora had long since gotten a grip on herself. Despite the wave of water enveloping her whole body, there was not a single inch of her that was wet.

With one knee and hand on the ground, Aurora's mind spun, her head snapping towards the direction that Atticus had pointed out. Mana coalesced in Aurora's legs, the earth buckling as she shot forward.

The long and massive form of a black sniper like gun trembled as the hands of its wielder shook with intensity.

The wielder, a boy with all the features of the Alverian family member, took his gaze away from the scope, his eyes trembling as his teeth clattered.

With his shaky body, he placed his hands on the earpiece on his right ear and spoke frantically,