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Cynthia Dion: After Enzo told me about Natalie, he didn't stick around and went outside to bid farewell to Atticus. I found myself puzzled by a few things. It was really strange that these two were implying they were the ones who assisted me in this situation. But as far as I can remember, Mr. Holt told me he was the one trying to hold off the council. I headed to my room and sat on the bed, feeling utterly confused. "Does that mean the council isn't coming for me?" I asked myself, shocked. "No! They were never coming for you," Atticus reassured me, standing outside my room, his eyes reflecting concern. "But Mr. Holt told me he was looking after them," I admitted without holding back any information. Just mentioning his name made Atticus take a deep breath and discreetly roll his eyes.