Standing on the raised platform, Atlas looked down at a metal block with raised brows.
If he's not mistaken, this block contained Jeff's big black sword.
Atlas turned his gaze to the two cloaked figures kneeling before him.
"They weren't in a hurry. Sire." One cloaked figure lowered his head further.
"In fact, they were relaxed and unalarmed. They never expected an attack inside the sanctuary."
"Is that so..." Atlas knitted his brows in consideration. "You may go back to patrolling now. Your contribution will not be forgotten."
"As you command sire!" The two cloaked figures fervently shouted. The next moment, these guys exploded into black clouds. One after another, these two flew out an open window.
Atlas stood there for a moment, carefully considering the likelihoods and possibilities.
Nodding at his decision, Atlas took out a purplish-black pill. Without second thoughts, Atlas gulped it down.