The Gardener's Will had engulfed most parts of Eldoralth.
It was as though a part of himself was physically present in those regions.
Because of this, he could subtly feel anything and everything within the areas under his domain.
All he needed was a quick search, and he would be able to locate anything, so long as it was within the scope of his Will.
Atticus had been within that scope.
The Gardener had felt it clearly.
He had shifted his fight with Whisker to where he sensed Atticus, all with the intent of preventing his escape.
However, just as he was about to narrow down on him… Atticus vanished.
The Gardener's mind had never worked faster than it did at that moment.
His eyes widened to their extremes.
'Where did he go!?'
The words thundered in his head.
His senses flared to their peak as he immediately spread his perception, scouring for any trace fo him.
