Atticus had already gone through the academy shop to see what equipment he could get for his division members.
Considering the number of points they would all have gathered from the battle, he had eventually decided on multiple pieces of equipment.
For the armored, they would all be getting the Titan's Resurgence Plate and Aegis of the Colossus.
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Titan's Resurgence Plate
Rank: Intermediate+
Features: Infused with ancient titan essence, it magnifies the wearer's strength and resilience.
Effects: Doubles physical strength; enhances resilience by fortifying the wearer's endurance.
Price: 1500 Academy Points
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Aegis of the Colossus
Rank: Intermediate+
Features: Imbued with earth magic, this colossal shield provides unrivaled protection.
Effects: Creates a temporary force field upon blocking, nullifying incoming attacks; enhances resistance against knockback effects.
Price: 1000 Academy Points
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And the dealers would be getting Velociswift Silk Tunic and Astral Lance.
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Velociswift Silk Tunic
Rank: Intermediate+
Features: Woven from the silk of rare, agile spiders, it grants the wearer unparalleled speed and nimbleness.
Effects: Doubles movement speed; enhances evasion and reflexes for swift and dynamic maneuvers.
Price: 1200 Academy Points
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Astral Lance
Rank: Intermediate+
Features: Infused with the essence of celestial energies, it utilizes mana to magnify the spear's piercing capabilities.
Effects: Sharpens the spear to a magical edge, allowing it to pierce through armor effortlessly; grants increased attack speed.
Price: 1400 Academy Points
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They all had very good features that were very useful to their fighting style and would enhance it greatly. Atticus decided to leave the selection of weapons for the archers to Aria.
Lucas nodded at Atticus's instructions, and after a few minutes of light talks, they each left the mess hall.
Immediately after Atticus left the hall, the youths in the hall all let out a large exhale.
"He's finally gone!"
Not even a few seconds passed, and the whole hall erupted into chatter and talks.
His shocked expression lasted a second and suddenly morphed into anger, "Why are you taking that bastard's side, Zara! What was I supposed to do when someone insulted my father!?"
"The unit's members have been bullying us for so long, and yet he did nothing! This is how the tiered are, Zara, they only care about themselves and being in power!"
"So what?" Zara asked.
Hen was confused, "What do you mean, so what? This is not how things shou-" but he was interrupted by Zara continuing to speak.
"Do you know what my father told me when I said this same thing to him?" Zara asked, and without waiting for Hen to respond, she continued,
"He said they can do whatever they want because of only one thing: power. You whining here constantly about how unfair everything was or about being mistreated is completely and utterly useless."
"You don't like the system? Then get power and change it."
"You can't get that power? Then shut up and adapt."
Just as Hen was about to refute, Zara continued,
"I truly don't understand you, Hen. From what I've seen about the leader so far, we are very lucky. He had been completely fair to everyone. He promised us points for our services, and he delivered them without fail."
"Tell me, Hen, how many people with his strength would even bother to do all these things? You should be happy that we weren't turned into slaves, but here you are causing trouble everywhere, hating on someone who hasn't done anything to you."
Zara stood up from her seated position, dropping the tray of food, and started walking towards the door.
Before stepping out, she turned towards Hen and said, "Use your head, Hen," with those words, she turned and left the room, leaving Hen to ponder her words.
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The next day, each of the youths all purchased their equipment as planned and began training with them immediately. The camp entered another routine period again.
And after one week of constant, intense training, every single one of the youths stood all donned in their new shining equipment while facing the large black terminal.
And at the forefront was Atticus, who stood facing the terminal, his expression cold.
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