Chapter 396 Mass Crying
A crowd of students gathered in one of the secluded areas in the non leader's section of the academy campus.
This same crowd numbered exactly 100, and each of them looked haggard and pathetic. Their hair was unkempt, with most of it oily and sticking to their faces.
Some of them even displayed signs of malnutrition, many of their stomachs rumbling. It was quite obvious that they hadn't been eating well.
Their clothes were filled with stains, and with one look at the students, one would know for certain that they weren't friends with hygiene.
It would take an individual with a significantly strong will and the ability to withstand foul stenches to stand within this crowd and not immediately feel nauseated.
These gathered youths were the same 100 youths that a certain red haired youth had used to kick-start his payback at Atticus. The 100 youths he had secretly tortured and enslaved.
Although Atticus had initially planned to play everything cool after he had first found out about the enslaved 100, everything changed when Aurora had been attacked.
It became abundantly clear that the unknown perpetrator not only meant business but also had multiple plans in store for Atticus and his division members.
Atticus's decision had been happily supported by the other Ravenstein youths who had from the start wanted to lock the 100 students away and throw away the key.
After Atticus made that decision, the following events had been instant. Each of the 100 youths had been thrown out of the campgrounds, forced to live on the other side of the camp walls.
No buildings had been made for them, and they weren't even allowed access to eat in the mess hall. Basically, their standard of living went from good to terrible in an instant.
With no access to the mess hall, they had to source food for themselves, and the same was true for other amenities. The barracks had constant running water, even hot steamy water, and this was all for free!
But with access to that gone, they were literally forced to survive in the wilderness. They had been incredibly lucky that they still had experience in hunting, and most importantly, their weapons and armor; otherwise, they would most definitely starve.
Many would call that brutal, but from the very beginning, Atticus had always been brutal.
The student nodded back, his shoulders slumping as he suddenly spoke, his voice resonating across the area, "I command you all to kneel,"
The gathered youth didn't seem to understand what was going on, each of them turning their gazes and looking at each other.
But as though on cue, their artifacts suddenly lit up as tendrils of lightning snaked out of them, instantly electrocuting each of the youths.
No one needed to explain what was going on anymore as each of them immediately sunk down on both knees, swiftly kneeling down.
The youth with the annoying aura nodded his head in delight, clearly reveling in the moment. And after a few seconds, he started addressing them,
"Listen up! Here are your new orders!"
Each of the youths couldn't help but put on despairing looks as they heard this.
It was very obvious already that these people were targeting Atticus.
They all still hadn't recovered from his anger the last time, and these people actually wanted them to do another thing?
Each of their forms started trembling hard on the floor.
There was no one in the academy who didn't know that the Ravensteins were currently in a war and also, the Ravenstein brutality.
They all basically lived with those white haired monsters! If they were to cause another disturbance in the division, wouldn't their lives in the academy be over?
The subtle sounds of sobbing suddenly filled the space followed by the sound of youths sucking in their mucus.
The black clothed youths surrounding the area watched with cold gazes as each of the students on their knees suddenly started sobbing, drops of tears falling on top of the grass.Visit no(v)eLb(i)n.com for the best novel reading experience
