Atlas' name came with a responsibility that would pressure many into feeling as if they were shoes they could never fill.
And yet the pride that radiated from Atlas became almost tangible.
The royal guard's posture had become impossibly straight, as though Noah had personally entrusted him with the most important responsibility in existence.
For the rest of the brood, their reactions all went from admiration to envy.
Despite their emotions, not one showed any negative emotion towards the leader.
They all desired a name, but they also became frantically driven to earn one.
Each and every one shifted their attention to Noah. And almost as in sync, they lowered themselves in a way to say that they were ready.
What had initially been anticipation for strength had suddenly become a goal for something else entirely.
Arachne's expression was peculiar. On one hand, she tried to hold her cold exterior. A Queen shouldn't become vulnerable in front of her subordinates.
