One moment Atticus stood across the clearing, and in the next, he appeared before the startled butler, his katana thrusting forward with such force that the air tore apart in its wake.
Clash!
An invisible force suddenly parried his thrust to the side. Atticus twisted with the deflection, then immediately lunged back to create distance.
Ozeroth, who had experienced the same interference with his twin hammers, now stood cautiously beside him.
'Bond.'
'I know.'
Atticus fixed his narrowed gaze on the butler.
'He didn't move.'
"He attacked without warning!"
"How did he move that fast!?"
At Atticus and Ozeroth's sudden assault, the gods and champions gathered along the edge of the clearing immediately stiffened, staring at them in shock.
"Ah… I thought you were at least somewhat civilized. To attack so suddenly…"
The butler's earlier surprise faded, replaced by a faint, composed smile.
"You…! How dare you!"
