402 Barrage

Those were big words, many would even call them boastful. But to Atticus, those words were a fact. A fact that he was going to prove today.

Not even 3 seconds had passed since Dell was sent crashing against the wall. Dust had already covered the area of impact, but Atticus didn't seem to care as he raised his leg and slowly took a step towards Dell.

It was as though a sensitive speaker was placed right beside Atticus' feet as it resounded throughout the classroom, a gust of wind instantly materializing and clearing out the dust, revealing the result of the attack.

Dell's form, which was supposed to be lodged inside the wall, had been stopped by a mingled bunch of green glowing vines behind and around him.

The vines had already stretched outwards as each of their forms covered a 10 meter space around Dell, slowly snaking around and increasing their reach.