Destructive Ambition [1]

Whoooosh!

Atlas' body was still covered in wounds, but his stamina was almost completely replenished by the pills he took. His mental exhaustion was a different story, but for now, it wasn't enough to make him collapse.

He dashed through the volcanic plains of Alfros, following what had become nothing more than a shadow on the horizon.

However, he left in time. Despite his inability to gain distance, he also wasn't losing it.

Atlas furrowed his brows. He had to be confused by the way he was instantly moved to action. Did he truly feel such strong hostility towards Cain?

'No, it is not hostility.'

In reality, Atlas knew what made Cain so important.

Cain was a person who didn't care if he was hurt. Cain was a person who would laugh when someone tried to kill him. He wasn't a friendly rival like Artemia or Horus, but an enemy and a rival at the same time.