The apexes had already confirmed that they still felt the primal urge to kill him. And while even at full power they wouldn't be able to break his skin, Atticus hadn't come this far by underestimating others. It was better to have Noctis here, just in case.
He sat in front of Maera, who looked straight at him with a hopeful gaze.
He cleared his throat. "Close your eyes."
She hesitated, as if wanting to keep staring at him a bit longer, but eventually she obeyed and closed her eyes.
"Now, try to stay calm. Keep your will as steady as you can."
She nodded slightly, and Atticus studied her for a moment.
He hadn't told the three of them everything. Elderish had warned him, this process was dangerous not just for them, but for him as well.
